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songer - the sunrise session lyrics

beat 1
[intro]
yes yes, the sunrise session
i apologise for starting deep but i’m not gonna finish with it
yeah

[verse]
i wish i could pretend that all my mental state is perfect, but it’s not
how can i give you everything i’ve got if i’ve been struggling myself?
since i dropped an album, rarely struggle with my wealth
but if my bredrin’s got some bad news, i’m hugging him myself
anxiety is rarely black and white, it’s on a scale
sometimes i wanna help a guy, sometimes i want help
sometimes i feel invincible, sometimes i crave health
my mood’s light and dark like there’s sh+t i wanna sell
grab a belt, ’cause i know you and you wanna fill your jeans man, i can tell
but you can’t raise a man like i’ve been banging k mich+lle
but the problem is her music make me miss my baby girl, listen
sometimes man, i just need to breathe and zone out to alicia keys
i’m influencing dreams ’cause i’m a piece of cheese
merchandise is easy ps but money ain’t the motive if i’m seeking peace
that needs to change like selling dvds, listen
the opposite of twitter’s probably peace of mind
the way you’re acting on your own, should hope the trees are blind
and if they weren’t then i’m sure they’d give you evil eyes
sniff cocaine off a holy book, you man should read between the lines
living in a dream won’t make your dreams align
i’m hypocritical but still i see the signs
i dream of reaching heights where i don’t need to make my weakness hide
too many racists in this country but my gs are mine
i promise i won’t sleep this time
love you and your culture but never leaving mine
my family and arms up in my sleeves are white
your skin don’t get received like mine
know black men, they got the sweetest minds
because of c+nts, they’re struggling to sleep at night
peace just like a piece of pie but ps just fill the pockets of the greedy swines
who benefit from cultures tryna feel divine
whites don’t really need to try
my success ain’t measured off my gene design
feel alive, just making sure my gs are fine
i ened a rhyme, this scheme is fire, a
min and a half, i need to breathe sometime
so did george and now he can’t, police just [?] knee to spine
no backbone so they need a spine to neck, he choked to death
despite the easy signs, and now his family will grieve for life
see young and white, shout “f+ck the feds” but don’t believe the line
it’s different when your race ain’t really in the line of fire
this signifies the differences between the lives
of every different culture in this country that we sleep at night, yeah
i’ve done stupid sh+t before, but all my thoughts are pure and i’m not insecure about it
i’ve done plenty sh+t before i even thought about it
now i have won’t be the guy to walk around it
use your voice and talk about it, second verse is where it got personal
work in black surroundings, guess i’m nocturnal
can’t be white and not verbal
you see two turtles, one is on its back
say h+llo before you flip the other, you’re focused on the wrong turtle
black lives matter with no role reversal
need real action not no pepsi coke commercial
smoking herbal till i’m staring at my open journal
tryna set my goals up like i roll with ozil
wanna change the world but it’s too old for churchill
i swear my bars all carry weight, my train of thoughts will leave my shoulders purple
this is real life, i promise there ain’t no rehearsal
i’m just tryna show some solidarity
police can pepper spray but it’s still them without the clarity, listen
ever since i was a kid, i knew i had to be different
i’ve got more than summer parties, i’ve got glastonbury visions
and my people ain’t musicians but they’re valerie singers
and my people ain’t musicians but they’re valerie singers
ever since i was a kid, i knew i had to be different
i’ve got more than summer parties, i’ve got glastonbury visions
and my people ain’t musicians but they’re valerie singers, yo
too much time to think about things and not enough escape routes
and that ain’t easy for a brain like mine
’cause mine’s attracted to the pain sometimes
and alie boris, i ain’t really tryna let this fly
i’m addicted to my phone and it’s depressing me
that’s in a physical sense, it’s got me physically tense
and all my stress levels just live in my chest
and it’s f+cking up my sleep until i give it a rest, listen
they’ll tell me i’m the realest, but they’re bluffing
asking me what’s good and all i wanna say is nothing
my heart is aching, i just wanna say i love him
and if time’s supposed to heal then why’s that watch look like you stunting?
all this looking at myself has got me bugging
i really need to go and tell my father that i love him
my guy just lost his and me and him are strong kids
and it smashed my heart to pieces just to hug him
to him i say i’m proud of you, and you inspire me
’cause littlest of things, they seem to tire me
songer means to think in french, oh man the irony
when i think of that it makes me think somebody’s guiding me
see i know it’s just a phase, but this phase has got me f+cked up
so don’t tell me that it’s all in my head
because it’s not, i feel it all round my body, i can’t stop it
never judge a person ’cause they’re lying in bed, listen
beat 2
[intro]
yes yes, the sunrise project, out now, my third little child
dream workz, out now, lyrics for sanity, out now
the sunrise project, out now, yeah
let’s switch this up a little bit
listen

[verse]
talking ’bout the hardest in the country then i’m involved
your mrs stole my hoodie, she can keep it, man, i’ve been cold
she caught the suns and it don’t darken up her skin tone
my phone calls are rose gold, i promise that’s her ring tone
if you love me, tap my name on either hip bone
my doorbell’s got a camera, i get baited when i bring home
women tend to open up for numbers like my pin code
my saving money’s comfy but i’m stressing ’til it’s tenfold
you can never trust a kid saying that this isn’t hard
lyrics ’bout my girl’s tits, guess we both got nipple bars
f+ck you if you didn’t laugh, party’s dead, i’m dipping yard
no wonder you won’t learn your lesson, hear that we’re in different class
memories of year 11, swapping baggies under tables
rappers chart with f+cking sh+t songs, bless, big up your labels
beyoncé wrote about my mother ’cause my mum’s an angel
if i said i’m top 5 then that’s an understatement
music’s been sh+t for 2 years, there’s nothing good out
labels full of formulas for each has meant i’ve stood out
my playlist’s f+cking struggling, nothing that people put out
has even touched the sides, it’s only classics at the cookout
i’ll never drop a tape that’s not a classic ’cause my dream works
i’m so f+cking cold, nipples poking through her t shirt
made my girl smile ear to ear until her cheek hurts
when we’d go to speak about our problems we’d just beat first
i’m summertime sweet, i’m wintertime cold
i got my hood up, happy ’cause i stood up
haters call me soft but all those haters get my wood up
i just stargaze in the mirror, can’t look up
eyes red, i’ve just cook up
what a time to be alive, i feel free
does it matter if you do? i feel me
real certified g
n0body to impress i see through it
i ain’t tryna live for stress, i been through it
i’m going for a ruby with the boys, my eyes red, stoned
tryna take my mind off the pressures, only my bed knows
no headphones on the train, i’ll struggle where my head goes
but if i open up, my head’s gone, i’m coke mentos, as i
proved last track, there’s no dead flows, sometimes best slow like
me and my ex missionary s+x goals, i’m
still loved whenever my head’s low
i’ll never lose my stripes to feel blue like shevchenko
me, i’m more crespo, ’cause even if i switch, i’m still bless bro
people buy my sh+t, i gas ’em up, express, tesco, i
stress death bro, but move it on swift, like
scooter brawn did i’ve managed +++ from the get go
kids are growing up and never taking opportunities
just so they can say they never had those opportunities, yeah
f+ck’s sake, the world’s confusing me
the next tape is gonna sum that up beautifully
[outro]
it’s songer
yeah, different
big up bl@ckbox every single time, man

beat 3: when it rains it pours + 50 cent
[intro]
yes yes, bringing out the bars for this one
the sunrise project is out now
thank you to everybody that’s ever listened to my music, i love you
yeah

[verse 1]
brain so cold, make my shoulders freeze
i stay ice cold, that’s why i went to uni twice but i got no degrees
chloe and charlotte think i love them, but i told them “please
clearly haven’t seen my stats darling, i’m overseas”
my life sentence is maybe why i don’t release
you can ride the wave but do you own the seas?
n0bodies will tell you how to live because they “own the streets”
how you own the street but you don’t own your house buddy? you don’t own your keys
that’s kinda tekky, i’m lamela, got rabona st++ze
or i’m mouldy cheese, blue colours in my shoulder sleeves
she coil away she big prrr when she hold the d
but she so wet, her purr pull, like an aubergine
bad vibes coming from some people in my older team
so i turned to wizard when i left, i don’t know hakim
in terms of music, i don’t know the scene
but the coldest g your older’s older’s older’s older’s seen
more than just emoji ps, tryna see o2, like a sodastream
that’s my coca cola dream, make it there, hopefully
i’m [?] on chris brown, i swear that’s where i’m ‘posed to be
feeling like i’m grealish, passing rappers with a shoulder lean
it’s songer
[chorus: 50 cent & songer]
when it rains it pours (when it rains it pours, yeah, keep that rolling, keep that rolling)
when it rains it pours (keep that rolling)
just because
when it rains it pours (let’s see if we can do this second one)
when it rains it pours (the sunrise project is out now, let’s get this)
’cause when it rains it pours (big up bl@ckbox man, big up all of my people, i love you)
for money and hoes (yeah, listen)
when it rains it pours

[verse 2]
i’m quite clean, nothing like a kid’s chin with ice cream
i turn heads pulling out my cards, i’m guessing mike dean
i’ma make a really sus joke, but not in white jeans
rappers either jealous of my lyrics or my rhyme schemes
if i score a banger i get lucky when i’m getting yard
’cause she takes her top of when i score, give her yellow card
i’ve got h+lla bars, never went to seminars
but racking up my debt, it’s like an addict stole my credit card
wanna buy a plane and never think about the world much
so we can kick it up in the air, how’s your first touch?
i roll mary like my girl dutch
so my sweatshirt’s got her name on it like elle’s does
the wires in my brain are getting massively messy
swear the wires in my brain are like the back of the telly
but it’s nothing but a g thing, machiavelli
she’s wearing nothing but a g string, tagliatelli, yeah

[chorus: 50 cent & songer]
when it rains it pours (every style of beat man, i told you, the sunrise project is out now)
when it rains it pours (i dunno if i’ve said that yet, i love you)
just because (let’s go)
when it rains it pours

beat 4
[intro]
yes yes, yeah, bless, yeah that’s bless
bless, yo, yeah bless, yo

[verse 1]
bless, yeah, bless
don’t like man, say it with chest
even in days as bad as it was, as good as it gets, last year was a test
man, our age shouldn’t be this stress, so it don’t make sense
i guess our sanity’s their expense
come into my room, i’m smelling of weed or smelling of s+x
there’s a reason you’ll see me with beautiful women
if you’re taking the p+ss, i’ll p+ss in the pool that you swim in
never been told that “i thought you was different” ’cause
thought implies that they don’t anymore
i’ve broken hearts and i’ve broken the law
like the cold that you caught, my smile’s contagious
a thousand pages full of emotional thought
no stigma attached when i say i get nervous, yeah
i worry irrationally like it was all that i knew, yeah
i’m begging my bredrin to openly talk ’cause david luiz, man i thought he was blue
wish he didn’t struggle to sleep but unfortunately do
i blink and it’s water

[chorus]
everybody wanna act, everybody’s all friends
everybody loves lights, everybody loves flex
everybody loves girls, everybody loves s+x
everybody loves giggs, everybody loves ghetts
everybody loves sleep, everybody loves bets
everybody loves food, everbody loves cheques
everyone act like everyone’s blessed
i’m not so nothing makes sense

[verse 2]
i tell my friends don’t bottle it up, while i’m sat there bottling up sh+t
hit 5 milly but it wasn’t enough, to feel blessed i just need someone to numb this
someone to f+ck with, doesn’t love me and i was never in love with
my [?] trust is melanie, tough sh+t
it’s no trend, it’s something i’m stuck with
just wish i was above this, my one wish
just switch all of the dumb sh+t to fun sh+t
’til i go and f+ck up the whole thing to just live
one b+tch, definitely toxic, i love this
tell her i gotta deal with the actions, i just did
no action adjusted, got a girl fl+stered, i’m
in her stomach with crumble and custard
leave like everything’s mustard
i hit girls from the back, that’s the best of angles
some kids love violence, me i’m in a midlife crisis
just spent a oner on scented candles
got pr+cks on my nuts like ref said handball
australia dogs, no sandles
shambles, batty from different angles
i’ve been cold since no more

[chorus]
everybody wanna act, everybody’s all friends
everybody loves lights, everybody loves flex
everybody loves girls, everybody loves s+x
everybody loves giggs, everybody loves ghetts
everybody loves food, everybody loves cheques
everbody loves cheques
everybody wanna act, everybody’s all blessed
but what if i’m not so nothing makes sense

[outro]
yeah, i told you, any type of beat, that’s me man
f+cking h+ll, yeah
sunrise project is out now

beat 5: toxic + britney spears
[intro]
yes yes, let’s go
bl@ckbox just hit 5 milly, gotta do something special for that
listen

[verse]
you are not on the same level as i
these bars will make your adrenaline rise
and when i’m inside
i’ve got bad boys showing their feminine side
they’re jealous of my potential, to make the world shake like ketamine highs
and if man’s salty, i’ll pepper him twice
if talent comes down to melanin, why?
am i so much harder than you
picking up green like a gardener do
stardawg i do, i put half of the q
in some fat off plate and start sparking a zoot
and now i’m in venting mode
i’m inventing most of the flows you know
with the clothes you own i’ve already worn
and the futures here and i’m already born
my bl@ckbox is attracting fans
don’t rate good youtes acting bad
mans got bars, so i kept them facts
so i wrapped them grands in elastic bands
you hold food like plastic bags
because you love dizz like raskit fans
my team are ready to start, you can see me shaking the captains hand (yes yes, what we saying party, like this one?)
mans pulling up in a blacked out audi
acting rowdy badmen round me
there’s a party at my ex’s yard
but the slag don’t shout me
man don’t doubt me
man chat sh+t so i slapped him loudly
smacked him proudly
man’s too cold get a chapped lip round me
man get racks in now, g
if i ask you name a youte that’s harder
man bet a tenner that you don’t answer
never seen that youte at the after
my mans f+cked of a zoot and lager
wasteman!
can’t hack a zoot and a stella
swing man round like a human propeller
and if his girlfriends cute, i’ll tell her
she ain’t going home with you
i spit bars i’m chosen to
gonna make that last like frozen food
be the best in the world, i’m hoping to
it’s overdue bare heads turn when i’m rolling through
still cold in june
got bare notes can’t fold in two
don’t chat sh+t, you’re +++
why you lying for?
i stand out if i’m indoors
if you diss my marge, get flying jaws
just wanna bring guys on tours
man’s angry now
you’ll get dropped like hand me downs
n0body got better bars than songer
two years time mans in town (by the way, when i said that i mean 10 years, but f+ck it)
mans pulling up in an all+white rari’
all night party; call my barbi’
i spit bars like dave, i kick ball like vardy
mans cray kray, call that tom hardy
can’t out bar me
man get bummed, no white on khaki
got no filter, call man marley
white and strong, call man charlie
it’s s+o+n+g+e+to+the+r
gonna best all man
bring heat with the bars
girls leave mine at six in the morning
but swear down no sleep in the yard
always rolling zoots and biftas
no guns, i use my fingers
i am outside the box
like david luiz when he shoots from distance, bow

[outro]
the sunrise session
the sunrise project is out now
dream workz is out now
lyrics for sanity is out now
all of my bl@ckboxes are out now
from us to you is out now
philip schofield is out now
yeah
the sunrise session, let’s f+cking go man, big up bl@ckbox, my people, i love everyone

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