friend But now I'm in town, break it down Thinking of making a new sound Playing a different show every night In front of a new crowd That's you now, hello, ciao Seems that life is great now See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud I can't, no, I won't hush I'll say the words that make you blush I'm gonna sing this now See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is I'm like glue, I stick to other artists I'm not you, now that would be disastrous Let me sing and do my thing And move to greener pastures See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy I won't stay put Give me the chance to be free Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you Does he write his own tune? Does he write his own verse? hell Or need another wordsmith to make the tune sell? Call yourself a singer-writer You're just bluffing Your name's on the credits And you didn't write nothing I sing fast I know that all my shit's cool I will blast And I didn't go to Brit School I came fast with the way I act, right I can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipe I won't be a product of