[Verse 1: Toumi] I took a lot of drugs when I was a teen The result was that it fucked me up mentally Wouldn't change it but I sure do bet that It was the research chems that made a nigga schizophrenic I was rushed into hospital after foaming at the mouth Man, All my wayward behaviour it really stressed my mother out Got friends who claim to be crazy Coz they're the fucked up type I never mention my mental but I've Been institutionalized twice Second time I went in My birth mother kicked the bucket Never met her in my life But I buried the woman, fuck it About my father, her lover Nobody's told me shit I've never seen him either Don't know what I'd do if I did [Hook: Toumi] But I'm fine But I'm fine But I'm fine But i'm fine But I'm fine But i'm fine But I'm f- [Bridge - Toumi] Just walked a few miles home I fell asleep on the bus Walked through the pitch black cold Out in the coldest month But now I'm finally here Inside my goddamn house With no goddamn food To put in my goddamn mouth With no goddamn food To put in my goddamn mouth With no goddamn food To put in my goddamn mouth With no goddamn food To put in my goddamn mouth With no goddamn food To put in my goddamn mouth [Verse 2: Toumi] Because I got no cash Because I'm going away In only 3 day's time And on valentine's day I could be going alone Right now I really don't know If so, I bought two tickets But one will stay at home In less than 3 weeks time It will be my birthday I've tried to end my life Within the last 9 days Y'all rap bout 808s And smokin PCP And all the cash and the bitches And trap and the snitches The grind? Oh, please Chall know bout decent rap? Chall know bout poetry? Niggas mumble when they rappin Chall even know bout speech? Man, I ain't slept in days That ain't no thing to me Before I got banged up I hadn't slept in weeks My diagnosis of psychosis Was the closest thing to hoping They could strap me to a bed And give me E.C.T It's still legal to carry out a lobotomy Here in my own country Here in the E-N-G If I got you on facebook and all you do is pree And I don't mean on the memes I mean on the shit bout me And send that shit to someone else Without my own consent Then fuck yourself with a fat 12 inch spiked steel D [Hook: Toumi] Coz I'm fine Coz I'm fine Coz I'm fine Coz I'm fine [Outro: Toumi+Pusha T] Tall figure Balls bigger Flaccid till the hoe's piped So pricks Hate me Tapping on my own mic Fraud niggas, y'all niggas That's that shit I don't like Your shit make-believe Rapping 'bout my own life

[Hook] They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter Til a head hits the ground before feels a little lighter They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter Til a head hits the ground and it feels a little lighter [Verse 1] From the Hole in the back of it, clapping fast and I'm accurate, stab or gash til you panic and Jab a man in the abdomen Wrap a massive package in wrapping paper and pass it on to my family and brethren, that's my album, I'm rapping classics, that is Track after track of a Badder man that can master and mix his own Shit and smash the criteria of a rapper, as well as of a producer so looking into the future, you can expect to see me flying high like a paratrooper, that is Recruiting features from names that are on the A list and playing on stages bigger than names that just couldn't make it, unveil my shit wait for my label to pay my wages get it in within the week, I won't have to be waiting ages for the Payment and royalties royally bestowed upon me like the crown and scepter that I'll inevitably get and when the day is at hand that you can say the game is saved at least you'll know who to look to and to administer your praise and that is The guy in front of you killing tracks like it's nothing and summoning the spirits of every lyricist that's given a million percent in every move that they ever made, that's from having the fans a-bouncing to tactically throwing shade So take a crack if you think that your rapping's ill enough, could use some competition but doubt anyone'll bite or even try and make a move against a guy with a pen as ill as mine coz you'll get left in a state, regardless as always [Hook] They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter Til a head hits the ground before feels a little lighter They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter Til a head hits the ground and it feels a little lighter [Bridge] But I've been fighting for ages, inner demons, outer racists, ageists, players, closest family and friends that try to stigmatise afflictions they don't have to live with while I sit and writhe, admit myself that I can be a little hard to put up with at times... [Verse 2] But I don't care what they gotta say Hey, I'll do me and you motherfuckers stay Straight living repetitive lives while I'm getting ahead And I bet than when I'm in my delicate sheets feeling elegant Open my eyes at whenever the fuck that I think that it's time to wake up you'll be missing the guy you decided to straight push away because one of these days... Fuck it, today. Well I'm pushing everyone else back I'll make it short so there ain't even need to send back 5 words to summarise how I feel. On my count, if you feel the same way then shout out: 1, 2, 3 FUCK EVERYBODY THAT ISN'T ME! I've been bitter with people And at times, it's gone savage Not a single one of them have dared deny my talent I'm fulfilling my destiny as a scribe I'm here and it's my time I'm bright and I fucking shine Living up to my middle name It's bait, fake playaz don't prevail Wanna gas you up like I was when I first heard Hail Uggh Feel that? (Clap clap) Peel back (Wigs fast) White boys (Act black?) Oh No! (Stop that) It's just embarrassing' so leave it to niggas to say nigga And pull triggers at figures that ain't with us and leave splinters in every finger that'd pull against us Bitch I'm insensitive and set in my ways but [Outro] I still proclaim that I'm a lover, not a fighter I like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter I'll always say that I'm a lover not a fighter I don't smoke anymore but I still carry a lighter I've always thought that I'm a lover, not a fighter I swear to god that I'm a lover, not a fighter I pinky promise I'm a lover not a fighter I make music for people who need their day a little brighter

[Hook - Toumi] ...but the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?" The other guy'll sit and then just stare at you with crazy eyes The other guy's a godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side [Bridge - Toumi] He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with Wonders why his paler friends got slits and not cuff scars on their wrists I wonder why they told me I was Psycho and I'm Schiz and never listened when I said the other guy just don't exist Uggh [Verse 1 - Toumi] It comes to something when the only word that you got's a truthful one and a known liar wants to go and try and ignite a fire that they know damn well could get you straight smoked Close friends know I'm not a G and I never have been but if my time in this city's taught me one thing it's that we DON'T snitch and a loose tongue is one that's removed in one stroke Now who wanna come and run up on a nigga? Now who wanna chat shit about a nigga? Now who wanna contest who got the most rapport and support in the underworld? (AROO!) Lone soldier, know the road's older folks that grow smokes and blow the smoke over Only roll close with blokes that roll coldest Phone a cold blower- Oh, the show's over But there's rules to a life like mine Following them to stay safe is your best bet I've been reading between the lines so much I don't even know what the text says So I sit and I'm wondering why I'm hungry Ceaseless thunderous rumbling in my tummy I roll low key and beneath, the kid's sharp B# when you C me, accidents leave scars So I suggest you re-assess what's more important Pride or health Or find yourself quickly in a situation of life or death Internally conflicted's the only time I'm beside myself So keep it on a level, you don't want your head beside your neck [Verse 2 - Toumi] Unpleasant shit out the way, I'm here so where do I start? I'd like to welcome every one of you to a week of nothing but bars From bullshit from the top of my head to deepest issues of heart From boppin along at a randomer's gaff to taking your headphones off Descriptive and vivid and most all of this shit's explicit I'm warning you all right now that your parents probably won't get it To be frank, I don't think that you will either Crank this shit up my bars they get deeper It's all good vibes so chill and get wasted Bring you shit super smooth like Craig David Spark a convo like "how was your day? No way babe! Really? Oh that shit's cray! I don't believe it man, they at it again? Ignore them hun, they're not worth your breath." "(I) think you need to go rest your eyes Tink that I'm cute?! Oh you're too kind! Aren't you so silly, what're you like I'm just your bog standard average guy" [Hook - Toumi] ...til the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?" The other guy that sits and then just stares at you with crazy eyes The other guy, the godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side [Bridge 2 - Toumi] He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with Wonders why he convinced himself they EVER could give a shit I see now why they tell me that I'm psycho and I'm schiz and never listen til I have to explain myself with a fist. BYUK! [Verse 3 - Toumi] Bare heads think that they know me Bare heads wish to control me So many heads gonna lose their headback Attempting to make a show of me Sick of it all and I'm sick of saying that I'm sick of it Pinnacle ambition's what'll keep bringin the lyrics Follow that with a passion, 4 years of practice Badman of rap and what do you get? (Hazard) Been shtum for a minute yea But fortunately, I ain't slacked You want to me post more raps? Don't matter. Looky here, now I'm back You can't knock my confidence when half your face is Mac I give it about five months before you're sucking a dick for more crack Me? Different outcome, I'm not pissin about, if the sun'll still rise tomorrow, the rays'll still touch this house and as sure as daylight'll fade, in the night time I'll still be rhymin' A beacon to let you know that there's always a light a-shining but it's bright And it burns Exposure'll get you hurt To the point you go and pick up a burner and wanna murder before you step out and face the world I've got my individuality, I'm a man that reps like no other My whole life up to now I considered myself a lover [Hook - Toumi] ...but the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?" The other guy'll sit and then just stare at you with crazy eyes The other guy's a godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side [Bridge - Toumi] He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with Wonders why his paler friends got slits and not cuff scars on their wrists I wonder why they told me I was Psycho and I'm Schiz and never listened when I said the other guy just don't exist Uggh

[Freestyle - Toumi] Common knowledge, A.T, breathe fire, man, ergo Wake up everyday in the mornin' there's an inferno Who should I throw on today, I'm partial to Kano With the fire situation, I should live in a volcano Dummies don't understand my lyrics but what would they know Catch me rubbin my hands together as if i'm rolling play dough Enjoy what I do and now I need to make the play-dough But i'm serious with the lyrics like, I ain't come to play though Too many up and comers say they wanna do a track with me Pencil them in and I try and book them a feature But see, they ain't as hungry as me so they don't turn up And so I'm rapping by myself while they're at home bunnin' the reefer Safe If you'd rather puff upon the 'erb Than come into the studio and lay me down a verse You'll be dreamin til your withered, til you die, until you're old See I don't just dream big, I achieve my goals And I ain't talking 'bout my brows bein on fleek Talking catch me up on everest and it's all peak

[Verse 1 - Toumi] Man better know my name on the streets Chase me away then I will come back When you say (blup blup) People go (blup blup) When I go (blup) Everybody gets (brrrrrrap) Take a dead man's clothes, sell them back to his wife Bloodstains fresh from the gash of the knife Spend all the dough she gave me on a piece Come back the same night and take the gal's life Yea they let me out man, I been inside Man better run now, man better hide Boy better know when I raise the bar, the cunt still won't score 'coz his shots go wide Not a man still alive who could front my pack Strap man to the tracks, yea I'm bad like that Come to my pad, ransack for my stacks But I'm strapped wirh gats to blow caps back fast Strapped at my waist Strapped to my teeth Strapped when I'm eating Strapped when I sleep Strapped with a strap so fat, it'll blast back caps From the northwest to the southeast Man try chat like I might get mugged Man is unaware that they are running on a thug Man'll get tossed in the Mersey, tied up Last breath screaming out "glug glug glug" Man better know my name on the streets Chase me away then I will come b- Them man they know my name on the streets When I'm knocking on doors, see them running out back Off the lights, assault the guys and watch em cry We sick deep when we ready to attack Guys wanna get "white girl wasted" out on the piss Try "black man wasted" dead in a ditch Don't wanna see a guy like me switch Shock to the bulb blows glass to bits Unstable with a loose screw, breakdowns Upataged in a battle, see man fake-out Low resistance with a high charge - Meltdown Own a pistol, one wrong move, DEAD now Know that you could never psyche me out Heart beats steady when the siren's loud [Skit - Toumi] Okay, do you know why I've stopped you? ... Why don't you start by giving us your name? ... We could do this here or at the station ... Do you have anything on you that you shouldn't have? [Verse 2 - Toumi] Done some things I' ain't too proud of Nonetheless you won't hear me mouth off Conscience clean like a task force soldier Won't snitch on-myself, face like poker Man like me don't need no closure And I'm only finna get much much colder Fun in the summer is being out in the street but Winter's coming, I need food on the freezer Believe that the pizza people rate me Their feet are in the street 'coz I make bare orders Beastle tips for a speedy delivery If I'm extra peckish, I might grab me some hors d'eurves Colder seasons are the party times and when the smoke'll linger in the air of the night And if you float our ways then you're in for a treat 'Coz like every motherfucker's got a smoke machine And I ain't talking 'bout a smoke machine I'm talking bout rhe people round here man, they smoke like smoke machines To get their dopamine up for halloween Until a guy gets smoked by a smoke machine And there's plenty of places out here to hide a body Real good specs you could dump a corpse Alt River, Mill Farm, round Shevvy, by ours, on the way to double M in the boot of your car Get a man boxed off 'coz he's acting hard Poor guy didn't know you didn't come to spar How hard you are, it don't matter at all when you're buried in your back garden Not even far from where you spent your life until it all got shattered Frozen stiff because you wanted to have it Scary thing is, that don't even matter 'Coz that's standard practice for a walking hazard

[Verse 1 - Toumi] I can see them around me, they come, they surround me They screech and they scream and their only regime is to Fight me until they can harvest my body, my soul and my mind They came for a mess They came to breed hatred, bring hell and distress Well I won't disappoint, I'm ready, I'm poised Right now I am more than a little annoyed So bring on the demons and show me some mess The walls'll be covered in bloodied up flesh But I'm telling you now, it will not be my own Let he who is without sin cast the first stone But we are all sinners with hatred up in us The difference is one of us kills for a purpose And that one is me, destroy the elite If they're big or they're small, they know they will fall Asunder from when they have opened the door (Bow down) What have we found, a mortal in here or is it a clown? Mistakes have been made, the price will be paid Their guts will be harvested pound for pound (Bow Down) Listen to me coz this'll be agony, why don't you flee? We'll make this a game, you run from your pain We'll catch you and kill you again and again Bow down Don't look around, above anything you should never look down The blood and the guts from the bullets and cuts are the only thinf noticeable, look around So now I am here, you came here for me You all heard me coming, the sound of my feet So know when I send you all back where you came from I vanquished you all with the B F G [Verse 2 - Toumi] I shoot and you die and you run and you cry And you fall to the ground in the blink of an eye From the doors to the walls to the ceiling and floor There's a mess to be made out of every one of you Battle the warrior, armies will fall The soldiers of hell have a tale to tell of the Doom Marine, rip out your spleen and feed you your heart, make a mess of the scene Ripping and tearing and feeding and growing And killing the villains and pillaging weapons See this is my business and business is good Stomping the evil and drowning in blood I'm in my element, you say the same? Catch me and kill me again and again? Making me laugh. I'm killing your ass I do this for free, don't need any cash Lightning strikes up to thrice A tissue, a tissue, (we all fall down) Thunderous echoes throughout the room mean that Moments from now, it'll be over soon The snuff, to my ears is a wonderful tune You're doomed

[Freestyle - Toumi] Man, I'm straight outta line and this body's just a vessel Fuck a retarded bitch just to make her feel special They wanna try and tell me everyone's afraid of something Well thank god I'm a nobody and i ain't afraid of nothin, bewildering invidual, grab the knife, get to cutting Chopping up motherfuckers, my finger up on the button One shot to calm me down Two shots to help me sleep One bottle, two bottles Now I'm finna fucking wreak Havoc on these motherfuckers Looking at me sideways Lock stocked, Glock shot Buried in my driveway People are catching cases People are slashing faces Every girl I get close to is dying to try my patience Dying to go and push me over motherfucking lines 'til hell breaks loose and I'm having to make a statement Dyin to see me switch and turn into the love child of Chris Brown and XXXTENTACION

[Freestlye - Toumi] Too. Many. Man Too. Many. Gal Too many man wanna take me for a dickhead Too many gal wanna take me for one too Too many people wanna take me for a ride but not ride me out like I ain't your crew Too many people wanna take the piss So too many people are gonna take some hits Toumi's the name, and I came in the game to change the way people think, Now I've come a long way from making diss tracks called Flappy Bird in two thousand thirteen Practiced my craft and I've mastered the graft I'll be damned if a nigga says he doesn't feel me Coz I'm a big man now, got a house of my own, go gym, eat big, peng ting and a cat So tell me what it is that makes you think you can come around and act like that Speaking to me like you think we're friends Asking for favours where will it end? Next time when I snap it won't be on a track A swear a body's gonna get their fucking wig clapped back As if I don't have enough trouble of my own Money, Family, Life Knock back a shot for all three because they cause me sorrow and strife right now I wanna do things that'd make an angel get put away for a very long time [Censored bleep] and all before half 9 in the morning. Victims are a snorin, hustlers-a-hustle from the break of dawn and I ain't no different, regular citizen, ready to do better The tools I'm given will be more than adequate the platoon, my troops, we can more than have it and moreso than ev/ry one of the goons, you faggots could ever summon to a scrap, so just don't fight back or you'll know a wrath like no other. Fam This is a warning so don't ignore it or you will end up with your door-a kicked in Silly little niggas wanna bring the beef? Guarentee, I'll bring more than you could pack a fork with

[Freestyle - Toumi] Backpack, Nickel grill, hoodie and an overcoat Cash stacks of fifty bills are missing from my bank account But that ain't due to the fact that I been withdrawin my money, it don't exist so I want to go grab the pistol and riddle a couple killers, or spin up a couple million by taxing a couple hundred dealers up on the streets of my hometown Bare-faced, laughing as the gat, sprays but I ain't even gangster, I can't do it the Ste French way... So it's either pursue and follow my dreams or just stew in all of my grief and then suicide it for me and in case you ain't noticed, hoe this old bigger nigga's a-breathing and biting like i'm-a teething, tomorrow's another weekend so I'll (Blank face) Bank Race, battling a man like Pat Stay, waltering the white with dank spray sniffing it until I've got a loco, ice-cold blank face, hey babe, you ain't even on my pay grade But count yourself lucky honey, no smiles not providing, just a blank face Up here ya fucking with straight funk Super-schizophhrenic so you never could take us We make the metal machine buss Run up on a nigga, put the thang to his face, (uggh) [Bonus Bars - Toumi] Scandling raped sluts, the type who were abused as children and inevitably ended up hustling prostitution Don't you cry baby girl, you should hold this, wipe you're eyes, I'll give you something to powder your nose with Now sell your ass or I'm putting you in the hospital The ignorance of niggas is what's making all this possible obviously abandoning your safe spaces ain't an option so let me thank progression for keeping me so profitable It's a shame though, we could be taking racism but y'all'd rather cave than get involved in a debate and I hate to be pushing hate but really I ain't one for politickin' my game is the dollar getting, I plan on doing it with a blank face. ...I ain't even gangster

Name's Toumi Fire breathing hell raising heathen The demon butcher's cut from the belly of the behemoth Think you're cold and fly until we're in the Winter season, bitch, the fuck you think's an arctic falcon to a desert eagle? It's evil The type of shit that ain't allowed a sequel If you see me spittin' fire then you know i brought the diesel Think you're something special but your matter's only faecal fool You're leaning on a pad and sitting next to you's an easel You need more colour in your lines Bro might start slipping if he thinks I'm scared of him Man wanna battle me? I'mma take care of him Crept on, Conan'd like the barbarian I ain't a prince man I made some mischief With Will that got me in brown like Harry I'll light up your life like the match of the day 'fore I chip up to linacre road and eat gary What? You think coz I nearly died like 5 times that I'd knock that shit on the head? Bitch talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave Six deep, all pale and bony as fuck Trippin balls with my Jaw half way across the cemetery goin hella white on the pills I just took That's life. And I'm west. I bang loads of drugs but not ket I know for a fact I rap well But I won't Say I'm the best 'til I'm best Too many rappers say too many rappers til Toumi comes through with a tune, and gets hype Imagine the shame of your fanbase sayin that you spit much worse than a guy that's not signed My god (OH LAAAWWWDD) What's that (THOSE BARS) Those lines (KILL BEATS) That rap (GO HARD) I'll probably never play golf coz I go over the top with my pars People believe you should keep it real but you don't wanna know of my past Guarentee that'd make you sick to your stomach and you'd take your headphones off So for now, I'mma stick to the easy listenin Freestyle bars from the seat I'm sittin' in Spend my time on a beat just killin' it Smile wide bout the "peace" I'm livin' in Because when I take my tongue from my cheek The vibe of my life goes from peak to peak And when I think of the guys that can't Rap Mumblin into a microphone to get cash And I see the people ratin them man as a class act Fam I ain't gonna lie but I start to get mad So I need to calm it all down, give me a second just to catch my breath Perfect time to slip a pill in his drink Take him outside and curb stomp his head Toumi, you alright there man, you were in a world of your own? Believe me, you don't wanna know, that crazy world I call home And the lord of the land still wanna make me homeless and stress me out half to death Once again I'm getting letters from his goons for nothing but daring to try and draw breath I feel my cool is slipping Just tryna maintain my health So fuck the easy listening There's shit to get off my chest Whatcha know bout bein' the only coloured youth in all of your hood? Watcha know about catchin beatings from people that don't like the way you look? Watcha know bout hittin the gym at 14 like "fuck this, enough's enough" Watcha know bout walking past, your old bullies quickly shut the fuck up Whatchoo know bout mental health like Anxiety and depression are cute but having to live as psychotic and scizophrenic's a tune you don't want to vibe to Or want to live your life to A tune you can't exactly rest your head and close your eyes to A tune that the voices inside'll battle for your mind and a tune that you won't want to go on- Line to voice your pride to Ridiculous the we way we sickness as something less than afflicting and something cool to be bragged about to our friends Don't cite your mental health as an excuse like it'll wash with me, I'll help you out but only if you help yourself as well Well, well well, well I told you the bars got deeper, that was Monday, grab some wellies 'fore you step into the well You ain't ready for the magma, massive Magmums. Straps and Johnny's, Lollies always got one on me Case I need to buss or buss or get thirsty Got me these worms by waking up early Still here? Ain't bored to death yet? Halfway through and you ain't bored to death yet. I wonder how many more bars I'll have to pen before peers and friends consider me a vet' yeah I'll do that Shatter the fourth wall Poke my head through and Bang out my tunes Like a 2 way mirror, I'm letting you all in So It's only polite to smile and then wink Back to Rap, you ain't ALL the spirit of Pac so how about getting a personality of your own 5 MCs at the top of my head who think they're king But if my time in this city's tought me one thing, it's that we DON'T snitch, I throw shade, and wait for the bait to be taken, no need to drop names I only spit flames so stay in your lane or fall straight from grace I'll switch place with a "Top Tier" MC quicker than the MC could attempt to save face So keep to creepin, preein, keeping tabs and waiting for the day that I slip up It ain't gonna come, run Fuck out my sight How you scared of hell when it's earth that's alight? Burned and it's like Cursed after night Learned how to spite Murder and vice I promise for every single second I'm in the game that you could never ever say I'm the worst on the mic/ Why chat shit? You know, I'm far from it By chance if you start to go plotting My man's whip might bypass pigs Might find out why you hit the car bonnet (4:07) Back to life/ Motherfucking ressurection and there's plenty of vitality in this vessel of mine I've been writing this for nearly a year and times change so it's time to make ammendments to a few earlier lines like What? I've got a kid on the way so since I've gone and made someone preg Everything considered I don't plan on getting withered but I've gone and knocked all that on the head Fuck that shit, can't blaze every day Shit's weak, won't fail my daughter or son Can't stumble any more, stepping up and I'm forever ready even when I had to face the kid's mum I Got a full time job, was ready to get together for the sake of the baby, I helped when she stressed Trying my best to keep our heads level, be present but appaz I'm "only in it for the sex" Enough's enough now I'mma have to bite my tongue for her or end up mental again or even a black widower Back to back on every one of these tracks I've spat flames and facts, still I'm accused of being fake but If I rapped in me accent twenty four seven, not a fucker would understand a single word that I say I got lyrics for days, weeks, months, years, enough to last me til the day I die and and after that I call this rap The Centenary coz there's a hundred bars worth of verse packed into the one track No hook, no chorus, interlude, filler, skit or anything that could make this less than what it is; A testament to dedication, blood sweat tears and all the evidence you need that I'm never scared to commit A letter to you from Toumi, I've found my passion, it's rapping, still got news for anyone who's convinced they could hack a send... That's all my shit out the way, still here but here's where this ends, I'll catch you all later, peace out, I'm off to buy a new pen

[Verse 1 - Toumi] To the guy that took over the shop at the end of my block The word that's up on the streets is yo' pockets is getting hot If my girl ever come back to me, if she be short in change I'mma show you a vengeance runnin' deep as my DNA Today anyone that doesn't like me is in squeezin' range Fistbump, handshake, warm/cold embrace After it all, lucky enough to meet my gaze It's 'coz stabbin' you in the back just ain't up in my DNA I'm looking on an eviction 2 years into where I'm livin' Think I'm gonna lose it all and look my papa in the face? When the rent's been getting paid? But you're still up on my case? You're mistaken in seeing enfeeblement in my DNA I'mma crush and I'mma conquer, I'mma seize and overcome Until I'm layin' dead in the street and buried next to my mother Or my brains are blown out in front of my grievin' old mum Don't fuck with me if you think that I'm peepin on where I'm from I ain't even know that shit but remember just where I'm from Walton, Liverpool, Merseyside, England If you think I'm talkin' radical, should see me on my board Talkin' old school, baby. I'll skate before I preach hate But I'll practice before I preach and I'll bleed coz I ain't a preacher I'll teach what my teachers taught me and radiate their influence with Vibes Got you feelin' this Vibes On my realer shit I'm Fuckin' killin' it Fine On my deeper shit Keepin it equal with people that keep it cerebral but believe me, there ain't no evil that's defeated my people. That's why I'm here, nigga That's why I'm real, nigga That's why finding rhymes that can fuck with mine is rare, nigga 'S why when I'm urked and I'm alone When I'm chillin on my own I have full dialogues when there's no-one else home Catch me cackling to myself like every single fucking day Man, this shit ain't ever normal makes me think and feel like I got something else in my DNA [Bridge (Overlayed) - Toumi] Paranoia is just wisdom init I've seen you 3 times today in 3 different places Why are there so many taxis about? What's that light in the distance? Can you hear that? It's not my fault that, like, I think this way is it, I mean given the circumstances... Ahhh, nah nah nah fuck all that, listen yo [Verse 2 - Toumi] Who do I serve nigga? Why is it when I'm surrrounded by strangers I'm losin' my nerve nigga? Was it coincidence stayin up in the same unit my mother, estranged did? Is it coincidence that when I'm headin the gym, the machines that I sit on and then that I lift on are made by a company calls itself Matrix Huh? Then will it be coincidental if an accident that results in my death could've just been prevented if I'd held my breath Divine intervention is not a deterrent from tellin whatever is stressing me mentally, physically. Killing me? Never could finish me This the infinite, ultimate Alpha, Omega and everything in between This is the leftover angst I never did get to outlet as a teen This is the root and the source of the cause of but all of the rage I display It's the result of me having the genes of a legend in my DNA Byuk

[Verse 1 - Toumi] Offer me a penny for my thoughts I won't take less than a fiver I know a few blokes that'll ride out On top of that, man I know a couple drivers Night riders, fly by some guy-ers Wind down the window, Blast out the side-ers Bye-bye goodnight, a flashbang, you're blind Kite looking something like the bottom of a pepper grinder Hole-y... Desperately tryna figure out who to pray to But you never went church in your life Why on earth would God wanna save you Ain't no salvation for a pagan, pay my wage or stay brainless on the pavement day by day I'm spinning shit like a beyblade stay safe til payday and there's food on the table [Verse 2 - Toumi] ...topped with fine arabian silk As babes of all races lay in the quilt That's black to caucasian, asian, australian Built like Rocky with dames that'd fight Adrian Aim for the right place with Some pain, and you might make it I gain when I chase paper Your favourite game changer Is back to smack rap And the crap that are half-assin I'm hoisting the black flag Pulling up in a skull cap Then I'm pushing a wig back While I'm pushing white to blacks It's Yin for my damnation and Yang for the salvation, I ain't making it Holler if you spot a nigga barking But the bait bites back and It's worse than a dalmation's [Verse 3 - Toumi] Turn up turn up turn up Til I bill another blunt and then it's time to burn up Pack artillery like I'm a military surplus Store owner So my phone ain't the only thing blowing up But know this your ear's'll ring nonetheless Best dressed, do not test I ain't gotta wear a vest and flex up my pecs blow kisses to a vixen to get me some SHEX!. OI! Switch the flow up The roof'll come down If you wanted to C-Hill Why you jump around huh? Jump jump jump jump 12 Gauge, load, pump Pack, aim, squeeze, duck Reload, blast back Bang bang bang bang And if you can't perceive my lyrics As quickly as I can spit em I've got no leeway to give you My flow's too complex to compute So you better hope that when I Jump up on the microphone You don't hear a cold flow that go like I got millions and millions of bitches My niggas is jungle gorillas My cousins ans uncles are Strapped with the gats And the white is as pure as vanilla Hey diddle diddle The cat and the fiddle The cow jumped over the moon Open your mouth When you're trying to rap Unless you wanna sound like a fool BUUUUUUUUU'N that man, c'mon... [Verse 4 - Toumi] To whoever ever thought that I could never pick it up I'm warning you that you should never ever ever call my bluff Coz I never leave home Without an ace in the hole See the look on my face You know, oh so cold You need more colour in your lines Bro might start slippin if he thinks I'm scared of him Man wanna battle me, I'mma take care of them Crept on, Konan'd like the barbarian I ain't a prince man I made some mischief With Will that got me in brown like Harry I'll light up your life like the match of the day 'fore I chip up to linacre road and eat gary What? You think coz I nearly died like 5 times that I'd knock that shit on the head? Bitch talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave Deep six, all pale and bony as fuck Tripping balls with my Jaw half way across the cemetery going hella white on the pills I just took That's life. And I'm west. I've banged loads of drugs but not ket I know for a fact I rap well but I won't say I'm the best 'til I'm best Too many rappers say too many rappers til Toumi comes through with a tune, and gets hype Imagine the shame of your fanbase saying that you spit much worse than a guy that's not signed