VERSE 1 

Imagine living in a war zone, wit bombs reigning down upon it 
when you aren't home, your family are though... 
A place in which the cars blow.. From suicidal bombings, 
killing kids wit shrapnel, 
there’s something wrong wit this world today and it’s awful... 
and god he’ll... just continue looking on still 
and won’t acknowledge, he just leaves us to our problems, 
you’ll clasp your hands and call him, you’ll ask him to resolve them... 
But come on let’s be honest, All the problems here are man made, 
the planned raids and campaigns for the oil, 
on other soil, that man rapes 
The starvation throughout the African landscapes, 
the planned hate that’s set to separate this damn race 
While some guy at the top smiles and stuffs on his fat face, 
you're stuck at the bottom wit debts you can’t pay 
So don’t blame god this is now the world that man’s made, 
it’s just a shame we all got caught up in this rat race! 

VERSE 2 

Imagine staring at your sick son he’s laying in a hospital bed 
and all you've got is thoughts in your head, 
about what’s possible, no logical thoughts there instead 
your filled with anxiety, your feeling lost and you dread 
every bit of news coming to you, cross but upset, 
hoping gods son’ll send an angel to watch and protect 
These are days even atheists pray… 
begging for those angels not to take them away 
But do not lose your faith, Keep your head held high 
and try to bare a smile on your face all the while 
Cause a smile brings reassurance to a small child 
and gives them hope, plus the strength to carry on and fight 
Despite all the negatives with in the situation, you gotta stay strong... No matter what it is your facing 
Your not alone.. Just know that the child feels safe when, 
they've got their mother by their side 
there’s no god could replace them! It’s a shame but… 

VERSE 3 

Imagine peace all over the planet, 
it’s kinda sad that we have to imagine it, instead of having it happen... 
Why can’t we cease to be hate filled and angered? 
instead bombs being released on the streets hitting innocent targets! 
bombs dropping from jets as they pass... 
children ripping a part from the blasts 
Losing limbs in the process imagine living like that, 
The repercussions from grievous dads 
Wit bombs strapped in their bags on their backs, all for the fact...
that these wars generate money 
They’re funded by the taxes that they take from me, 
instead of feeding somebody that’s hungry 
They’ll bomb a country and rob them of wealth, 
All the death and destruction has got them going through hell 
And so they've started turning to god and calling for help 
but if we all stood together then we could sort it ourselves 
Its time to renew the way that we live, so the next generation of kids, don’t have go through the same shit that we did... we need to change!!!

Laughing At God. (Beat By Spence Mills)

Verse 1 - Paul Scott 

Is your life crazy as mines is? by the ends of mines I guess 
I'll have about nine kids to eight exes 
who make weapons of the kids and use them as their main method 
to drag your ass to court, belittle you then claim you're reckless?
I feel like strangling Geri for screaming girl power, 
and giving men problems all over the world now I'll 
need to get my act together 'fore I burn out, (shit) 
this life is crazy I mean look at how I've turned out... 
if you've got sense 
then you should know that I will beat you senseless, 
so take this message as a warning not to keep me stressing... 
everyday's a task to me, I live in deep depression... 
they say the good die young, no doubt I'm gonna reach a pension 
I'm sick & tired of this life as if I need to mention, 
every day's an up hill struggle and it only does my head in 
I'm dying for death, I've tried it myself 
so if you wanna kill me 
I'd be more than happy to supply you with help... 
I've tried to make the best with the cards I've been dealt, 
but what can you do with a handful of jokers except cry to yourself? 

verse 2 - Kevy Boii 

you can catch me, running laps on the track like an athlete... 
check my stats, I pen facts with incredible hand speed... 
undeniably a higher force than anarchy, a flying ghost, 
I pose the most hopes never known, it just hurts and it shows, 
your minds blown...these are lyrics, 
encrypted with ancient hieroglyphics... a relic, 
a nemesis of many men, my best friends my pen, 
the death threats begin...the sanity ends... 
I'm manic depressive, I have to pretend its all good 
like you know its true... 
my expression is the answer, quiet... asking what I'm lacking? 
pacing up and down the room, gazing in a basin full of puke, 
shaking hating everything I do... this life is... 
tell 'em what this life is... this life is shit! 

Verse 3 - Paul Scott 

This life ain't what they make it, I now support abortion... 
and if a girl don't then now a days I'm known to force 'em 
a hip hop junkie, it's in my veins I'm overdosing... 
if god has the world in his hands, then man, I wish he'd close them 
been offered Prozac, no thanks doc I'm seeing clearly, 
it's the rest of humanity that needs to awaken to feeling 
I'm pissed off daily from seeing these zombie beings 
looking at me and deeming me ill for believing my theories 
this world is messed up, and getting worse still, 
if I had one wish, I'd make it so that words killed 
all these greedy politicians would be harmed in seconds, 
in fact the whole world would risk facing Armageddon 
it seems I'm passive aggressive, 
the way I'm manifesting this message, 
a pessimistic insight to the mind of a stress man... 
but I ain't man, I'm happy as ever... 
and the way that things are going now, we'll all die together...

What's Life Ft. Kevy Boii (Beat By Ruubin)

opening 

maybe I'll rise...? 
maybe I'll fall... who knows my fate? 

Verse 1 (Paul Scott) 

Maybe, I could be someone? maybe, I could stand tall? 
maybe, if I put in the work, I'll be the man OR... 
could bring my plans forth, conquer my dreams... and blast off... 
so long to this world, I'm gone, that's all I asked for 
maybe, its humanity that's messed with my insanity, 
the man in me has seen to much stress from being abandoned here 
I can't stand it much longer, this mans anxious to prosper 
to feed manage and water his only son and his daughter... 
this whole world's in disorder, we need someone to sort it 
before nuclear warheads are thrown off into orbit 
maybe, if you'd open your eyes you'd see what's happening 
and maybe we could live civilized and stop attacking men? 
Maybe? 

chorus (Emma Hay & Paul Scott) 

maybe I'll rise? 
only time can tell, so I impatiently wait... 
Maybe, I'll fall? who knows my fate? 

Maybe I was born to flourish? maybe I was born to fail? 
maybe I was born for nothing? maybe I was born in hell? 
Maybe someday I'll be something? maybe someday I'll excel? 
maybe someday I'll be great? Maybe I don't wanna wait!? 
Maybe I'm just sick of this? maybe life is limitless? 
maybe if I aim for the stars and just let live a bit, 
maybe I could make it go far... someday you'll witness it? 
or maybe I'll exist and fade out like countless others did... 

Verse 2 (KD) 

It may be that its writers block? or maybe its my time to stop? 
amazing how a maybe comes to plague me, 
when my minds in thought...may be it's the pride I sought, 
may just need the slightest knock 
or maybe if I didn't take weeks to get my lines across!? 
maybe its the time I've got? it may be that the timings off? 
it may be that I may need to make it before my time is lost? 
or maybe that the climb to top, has made me spite the price it's cost, 
so maybe if I signed a dotted line, I wouldn't be quite so cross! 
Maybe I'm confined by what I've made before so find I'm caught 
in main beams, like in daydreams, it may seem like it's my final pop 
so maybe if I hide my flaws, designed a rhyme to rewind the clock, 
and finally find the life that I'd like... 
when the mic is off! 
Maybe!? 

chorus (Emma Hay & Paul Scott) 

maybe I'll rise? 
only time can tell, so I impatiently wait... 
Maybe, I'll fall? who knows my fate? 

Maybe I was born to flourish? maybe I was born to fail? 
maybe I was born for nothing? maybe I was born in hell? 
Maybe someday I'll be something? maybe someday I'll excel? 
maybe someday I'll be great? Maybe I don't wanna wait!? 
Maybe I'm just sick of this? maybe life is limitless? 
maybe if I aim for the stars and just let live a bit, 
maybe I could make it go far... someday you'll witness it? 
or maybe I'll exist and fade out like countless others did... 

Verse 3 (Paul Scott) 

Maybe I don't have a choice? maybe I'm just living lost? 
maybe I just need to focus, use this mic to air my voice 
need to get my point across, stay on track, no going off course, 
this is what my life is, living blind as bats, my sight is short... 
look at what the mic has caused, all my life, the time I've lost! 
thinking maybe this is the day I'll make it... to find of course 
I ain't getting nowhere with this music, why do I pursue it? 
I've put my all into this shit and now I just look stupid!!! 
maybe if I never bothered I'd be better off...? 
I swear to god I wish I never did get involved... 
my whole life has revolved around this senseless pipe dream, 
the chances I would ever make it's always less than likely... 
BUT MAYBE!? 

chorus (Emma Hay & Paul Scott) 

maybe I'll rise? 
only time can tell, so I impatiently wait... 
Maybe, I'll fall? who knows my fate? 

Maybe I was born to flourish? maybe I was born to fail? 
maybe I was born for nothing? maybe I was born in hell? 
Maybe someday I'll be something? maybe someday I'll excel? 
maybe someday I'll be great? Maybe I don't wanna wait!? 
Maybe I'm just sick of this? maybe life is limitless? 
maybe if I aim for the stars and just let live a bit, 
maybe I could make it go far... someday you'll witness it? 
or maybe I'll exist and fade out like countless others did... 
MAYBE!?

Maybe? Ft KD & Emma Hay (Beat By Openminds entertainment)

verse 1 

Hands down, I'm the greatest of all time... 
you got a spare mind? I think that I've lost mine... 
I'm hostile with a raw style, I don't force rhymes... 
I speak raps, when the beat bangs... always on time 
I freestyle like I'm senile, I don't make sense 
I could never be a doctor man, got no patience 
I'm like a teacher ill at work cause simply I'm classic 
shit, I don't need to try, I got these similes mastered... 
a lot of people think that I'm a dick and sarcastic 
a lot of people are right and you others get laughed at... 
shit, in my younger days, I used to fight but I'm past it 
I'm pacifist, believe me you'll get hurt when I start passing this! 
a catalyst, the shit you talk about me is just slanderous 
my manner is manner-less, my thoughts are contagious and hazardous 
and anyone that starts with us, will become dead men walking like their Lazarus... 
so change your plans, if you've been planning it 
my heads as fucked up as the planet is, so understand that it's, 
a little tempting to ring your neck in and hurt bad as if, 
you're making threats towards my family, perhaps I'm just... 
a little fucked up in the head? but truly that's a random guess... 
I'll catch you at your mums address, and leave you both in bandages 
and show you fuckers just what madness is, then turn into an arsonist 
and burn you both to ashes, go and have a piss, then burn your ashes to nothingness after this you faggot pricks!!!! 

verse 2. 

Hands high, wave them proud for the bad guy 
no damn lie, I was born dead so I can’t die 
Since hip hop now a days is full of faggots and camp guys 
I’m seeing more pussy with my eyes than my japs eye 
I’m sick of people always asking questions, don’t ask why! 
My heads in a mess from the stress of this damn life 
Most emcees now a days are gays and its classed fine 
I’m freestyling with my ass to the walls in my pass times 
I freak when they speak “fuck em all”, I take it literal 
this game is getting pitiful, I’m in the mood to kill it off 
Your shit is soft, it’s almost pop and yet you claim your raw 
if we ever met I’d take your neck and really break it off 
Your shit is shit you need to practice more 
and you should rap about poverty cause evidently your raps are poor 
And all I lacks support, but once I get it don’t get upset 
when you see me surpassing most and I blast your whores 
Anybody that’s potentially an enemy 
will face the repercussions of me mentally 
I’ll never be beaten because I tend to be the better breed of emcee, never defeated/ my legacy will never be repeated 
Don’t even, dare to attempt it, no one’s exempted 
bite your tongue and count to ten if, you ever feel tempted 
What I do with a pen is, magic, you and your friends are faggots,
If you don’t support my shit then go fuck yourselves til shit happens

Disco Shit (Beat By Spence Mills)

I got nothing to lose, I'm thinking fuck it... 
before I kick the bucket, got to take out a few of you motherfuckers 
If I'm going to hell, you're coming with me as well, 
I'll put you down in the dirt, die with a smile in my cell 
All that poverty has gotten me is violent as fuck, 
I'm a product of society that's down in the dumps 
This is bullshit, this life that I'm leading is shitty, 
every time I try to eat another crime gets committed 
I mean, I'm trapped in a circle... ain't nobody can help, 
every time I'm in a jam, I gotta sort it myself 
this is stressful, it's nonsense, the life that I lead, 
every time I try to leave someone pulls on my sleeve 
It's a nightmare OR so I believe, I try to wake from my sleep 
but can't break free, guess I'm in it too deep!? 
can't breath with the stresses from the powers that be, 
every time I'm in the streets, the police are giving me grief 
I'm liable to snap if I don't get my peace, 
and the way that things are going, guess I'd have to decease 
it's like I'm born to walk along upon the green mile, 
and if you see me in the streets, you'll never see smiles 
only agony upon my face, I seem down... 
cause I'm always deep in thought, no time to reach out 
I'm trying to make a plan to get some bucks before I'm stranded,
it's just my luck I'm stuck here, look at where I've landed! 
I'm trying to paint a picture, rap is like my canvas, 
and so I fit the definition of an artist... 
The Van Goth Of Rap is back appearing at his sharpest, 
I'm trying to find the light and flee in from the darkness 
my whole life is twisted, it's fucked up and crazy... 
I'm getting pushed to the edge closer daily... 
so here's what the plan is, I'll grin and bare it, 
til I can no longer stand it... then I'm gonna flip 
and rip the neck off you whining faggots!

The Van Goth Of Rap

Verse 1... 

The day I quit this shit… is the day I slit my wrists, 
fuck your opinions, my shit here is infinite... 
Like the universe is... fuck your worthless verses, 
your purpose is no longer necessary, 
you belong in the dirt, Your style is dead and buried, 
I’m a legend in my own mind so fuck everybody else's thoughts 
I come across as cross, but really I’m happy as Larry and just acting, 
I’m looking for some action… as in, pussy if your asking... 
pussy could you offer? 
“Paul the fuck off her!!!" 
I’ll take if you don’t, hit it good proper 
“Rape ain't funny you prick why'd you use that in your raps?” 
Relax!... It’s only for some laughs, now get up out your pants! 
I’m hopeful for a slut that’s known and local/ 
the last pussy I ate tasted like shit 
"wrong hole fool" 
I’ll blow up like Chernobyl, if I don’t get my ways 
I've been known to throw a tantrum for days, and start acting strange... 

Chorus... 

Help me… can you help me? 
Cause lately... I've been going out my mind... 

Verse 2 

A sick fuck from the dick up, I've put it down to no luck 
my life sucks, I think I need to grow up...? 
I’m sleeping on my mums couch, she’s scared to throw my ass out, 
in case I throw a hissy fit and choke her til she pass out... 
I’m sick of life and everybody in its on my last nerve, 
I’m absurd... it seems its only baiting that I've mastered!? 
I use this hate and anger as a source of ammunition, 
and fire shots off at anyone who laughs at my position... 
I’m in a predicament, any bitch that’s looking half decent... 
I need to stick my dick in it and leave that ass leaking, 
Any day of the week or the weekend, I fiend for a threesome, 
I’m needing to get me some 
before the lord Satan stops me breathing... 
let me get my breath back… 
when I fuck a slut, I part those legs until those legs snap... 
Whether thin or fat, you can eat my dick like a midnight bed snack 
make sure to swallow on the extract 
and don’t go spill none where I rest at! 

Chorus... 

Help me… can you help me? 
Cause lately... I've been going out my mind...

Help Me... Ft. Leanne Robertson (Beat By Charlie Mac)

Verse 1 

A middle finger to the critics, all of you cynics, 
all of you pricks with your nose in my business 
I raise a finger to the skies wave it out side to side, 
I'm like a man out his damn mind, 
the way I flip it you'd think its a gang sign 
Fuck everybody on earth, I swear to god if you met me 
you'd think I was deformed since the birth... 
my fingers locked in this position, fuck opposition, 
I've got some issues... I ain't got a pot to piss in 
this one right here's for the system; the government, the police... anybody who don't listen... fuck em all it won't cease 
you're best to keep your distance, 
unless you want a finger thrown up right towards your misses, 
maybe go up in her? 
my mind is kind of messed up... you might have guessed that? 
even when I'm arrested, the fingers up protesting 
Fuck the world is what I'm stressing, until I meet my ending, 
here's the simple message that I'm sending... 

Verse 2 

I wave the finger proudly, to all of those who doubt me, 
I couldn't really give a fuck how you feel about me... 
so anybody causing problems in my life, 
is gonna catch a sight near the index on the right 
I never hesitate to throw it up, any slut who won't fuck, 
throw it once, walk off while their going nuts 
all you cunts can suck a dick, I couldn't give a fuck, 
I never have and never will do... but throw the middle up I will do... 
Trust me, this goes out to all of those who bug me, 
I've got ten fingers but I'm only using one here... Maybe two? 
all depends on who the fuck I'm raising to, believe me... 
I'll stick one right up in your fucking face if due! 
Fuck peace, crack a window, turn it up and blaze this tune... 
hang out your window, raise your two towards your neighbours too 
I've never known in which direction I'm going... 
to fuck the world my erections been growing, 
so fuck the whole globe and...

Fuck You!!! (Beat By Crown & Oxydz)

I'm fucking bitches, the last ones mad she hasn't been paid 
and now a days I'm fucking bitches like half of my age (28) 
"Why?" cause their more keen... "Here, Paul man, that's fourteen!" 
not literally dickhead, I'm not some predator nor fiend 
but I'm fucking any bitch that spreads her hips on my mattress 
recently I lost a little weight but still I'm stuck with this fat dick 
I'll need a postal bitch to handle this package 
or a magician, if it fits in then that shit there's some magic! 
I'm manipulating dumb bitches and sluts to sit upon my dick 
by telling them I'll take them with me when I make it big 
I tell a bitch to suck my dick, stop acting so stuck up and dumb 
cause if you don't suck my dick then how can you expect to succumb? 
I ain't no player but most of these bitches these days are retards! 
fuck them hard and send them off with your regards 
and they're happy as ever, to impress ya 
they'll suck the bell and clean the cheddar right off it, 
I don't mean cheese as in profit... 
BITCHES HAVE LOST IT, now all they do is gossip and talk shit 
most of it nonsense, can't keep a promise, constantly want things 
never stay faithful, can't keep things honest then expect us to crawl 
on our knees, begging and pleading in attempts to get a piece!!!
Bitch please! you're probably diseased, 
even protection couldn't protect me in between those dirty knees! 
I'd rather do it myself when I feel the need, 
instead of visiting the clinic every time we... 
FUCK ME! what is that you're wearing, 
thats got me staring and my soldier at ease? 
screw this song lets get to working on 
getting you out of those panties...

The Female Species (Beat By Charlie Mac)

Paul Scott 

yeah, they're saying that I'm viscious 
I'm anti feminist and hating bitches 
but I don't hate no bitch, I love a bitch with all of this dick 
I'm livid plus I'm broke as fuck, my thirst could drain the oceans up 
my hunger pains, have got me numb with rage, 
that's why I'm done with games 
I'm hopeless but I'm dedicated/ focused til I'm celebrated, 
living in this hellish state and dwelling through hell elevating penetrating through the surface 
causing hell on earth is, my only purpose, a word smith, 
birthed to rebirth worth in a world that's become worthless 
from planning to reach the masses, 
I'm standing outside of churches and preaching perverse verses, 
the only time that I reach out for a persons 
when I reach for their purses, 
fuck with me and get left deep in the dirt cause 
I'm taking no shit, a punch'll break your facial to bits 
so raise your defense, it makes no difference based on the sense 
that I won't stop until I lay you out, faggot I don't play about 
this game is mine for taking, your best to just obey me now! 

kevy boii 

I swing like a samurai blade, I can make cast iron decay, 
this statement reveals every evil that's concealed 
witness me, win this, a hit list, of misfits, I missed this, I dis cliques, I'm up in your business... 
treat him like the bitch he is, the only one that benefits, 
the only one certain that your desperate for a swift ass kicking 
if your blocking my entrance, dependmendship is endless, 
don't correct this, go for broke I feel a force that'll shatter bones 
I'm at home in the catacombs, 
catapult an insult back to the imbecile it came from... 
my cabinet is open to antagonistic management, fuck a contract, 
you've got nothing that I want and its all bad, 
when the walls collapse, I live by a code and I won't hold back! 

Ill Az 

An extra ordinary test the text of many honoured dead 
the horror in my head has spread to places laced with fucking dread, but i'm on top of this, talking like what your saying is obvious, 
the problem is, its not evidently cause we forgot, 
When you slipped from the summit of reason 
and lost your fucking mind, drifted into unfinished worlds 
and became a part of time, 
you left behind a life finally right from what you did wrong, 
don't think i've got respect for you 
cause you know where I'm coming from, 
I'm 90's I'm faithless cant get no sleep, 
I'm sparking up a ciggy can't get no weed, 
Keep i.d. Handy for buying l.i.v brandy branded an alky for trying to be happy but really fly off the handle,and its hard to imagine 
anything worse than dismantling worlds 
and everything just crumbles to dust, 
step back and take a look at the bigger picture, 
figure what you must have missed is hidden in the mirror, 
reflecting back at you guilt and a bad attitude, 
still gonna add drama to, anyone's life passing through. 

Diamond Blaq 

yo I'm coming with a vengeance, 
taking the crown so rappers bow down 
representing for the woman over seas to the south 
I swear every track I get on I fucking kill it 
cause the way I disect these tracks 
these niggaz would think I'm Freddy, 
not to mention, by myself I have more hits than rocky 
I see no competition so tell me who's goin stop me? 
and I'm not cocky home boy I'm just confident... 
so believe, when I say my rhymes is heaven sent 
I'ma call y'all rappers irrelevant, 
hip hop... y'all be the death of it 
niggaz listen to my shit and they be like god damn she sick! 
that explains why half of y'all fearing me 
cause all the way in the UK man, they hearing me...

Obey Ft. Speech Syndicate & Diamond Blaq (Beat By eazy26)

I want to kill you... from enemies to exes, the list is endless, no pretense in this, did I mention that I'll kill you, while I film you, getting tortured and slaughtered, I'll screw your hands straight down to the floor boards!

and while you wait for your death with each painful new breath,
while trying to make me see sense I'll only start to progress, 
in getting physical, you're getting killed, there's no way out it,
you can wriggle and squirm but getting loose.. I doubt it!
cause I'm, not letting you out of this house, even if the whole pig station comes around and surrounds it, look at the grin on my facial I'm look dumb founded, cause I finally got you and all that shit you've been giving me's mounted! I begged you to stop pushing me but you just laughed and added more shit to that huge pile from your ass, on my life... I lost sight of everything that I have and like the hatter I guess that all the drama just made me madder, I wanna get even, and leave you in pieces, a head full of demons, too many good reasons, to let you keep breathing, I mean it.. you're dead! may you burn in hell eternally, for all the shit you were giving me constantly and purposely... I'll kill you!

from enemies to exes, the list is endless, no pretense in this, did I mention that I'll kill you, while I film you, getting tortured and slaughtered, I'll screw your hands straight down to the floor boards!

and as you beg for life, the sharp edge of the knife, will get pressed up against your neck to get sliced, and then I'll laugh as if its something funny, cause all you did was torture me and left me fucking numb here, so now I'm hungry just to get you back you fucking dummy! you should have taken heed from warnings cause I gave you plenty, maybe too many but you had to keep on pushing me and further tempt me to bring an ending to your miserable life and do this murder frenzy... cause after you, your fucking families dead too! I pray to god you go to hell, no doubt I'll get sent too, then maybe I can talk to satan and make an arrangement to bring you the pain for all those days you had my brains aching... I'll fucking kill you, with no hesitance, its evil that I represent, I'm bringing death to a few people with new precedents, I swear to fuck I'll kill any resident that's in the premises, so next time you go to fuck with me, remember this!

I'll want to kill you... from enemies to exes, the list is endless, no pretence in this, did I mention that I'll kill you, while I film you, getting tortured and slaughtered, I'll screw your hands straight down to the floor boards and kill you!

I'll Kill You (beat by Jesse James)

I come across as silent, my inner thoughts are violent
the type to cause a riot, 
go home and watch it upon that brainwashing appliance...
fuck the world and everybody in it, I think I've hit my limit?
I'm strapping bombs to my chest and limbs it's, about to get hectic...
head to the parliment buildings with a message, 
toss my bombs and I'll leg it, 
while them fat fucks struggle desperate (BOOM) 
I think that poverty has gotten me to the point, where suicide is on my mind
my life's been destroyed and I always promised 
I'd never kill myself without taking out the motherfucker that gave me hell 
so I thought fuck it I may aswell join the alqueda
and flew to pakistan, where they taught me to die but beat the...
lying piece of shit while reapplying his features all over his home and family pictures
I mean the plans ridiculous, but I can't stand the dickhead... 
I landed back in london, no gat in hand but gunning
for this cunt who's meant to hand me something for my planned destruction
an hour later and he turned up and he's gasping clutching
a detonator in his hand and tugging on my jumper asking...
"are you the man that I'm meant to hand this stuff to?"
I'm in a state of disgust and holding back from my lust to punch him...
"what the fuck are you being so obvious for?"
I knocked the clown down and quickly grabbed the C4
and made a dash towards a large door to exit the mall
when all of a sudden I heard a yell, screaming out "Paul... Freeze!" 
believe me I went straight to the floor... 
and did this strange looking crawl to make my way to a wall
"there ain't no point in running, we have this whole place surrounded!"
my heart was pounding so much that I never heard that announcement
now I'm freaking out with all these pigs around me shouting...
"there's no way out this" and other shit just to take me out quick
but I ain't dying today in vain of the plans that I made
the new plans to escape, so I made my way towards the back to evade...
I ran into a pig and grabbed him in a headlock
and threw him to the floor and then I stomped him til his head popped
I grabbed the gun from the dead cop, and let off some rounds
towards some clowns that tried to stop me on my get off... shit...
I can't believe I was set up and now I'm irritated
I need to make a new plan before I'm eliminated, my minds in over drive... 
if you thought I was crazy before you should see this other guy man he's out his mind
I got myself a disguise and I dressed up as a dirty copper
made my way to downing street with an act worthy of a worthless oscar
to put a point across to this tosser, who fucked my life up good and proper
out of greed, what he caused me was awful...
I made my way into number 10 with a hunger in my belly but no one was in
and started searching through a hundred things
til I finally unvieled a plan for the new world order, the slaughter of millions
in this country and outside of the border, the look upon my face was a picture...
only the richer survive in this bitch and the rest of us die, no surviving this shit
they plan to release a virus to silence us with, to put an end to the population
these tyrants are sick!!! it's time to put an end to these men finally once and for all
I cocked my gun up and ran up on some cunt who'd come in the hall
and put a bullet in his head and watched him fall to the floor
then got tackled by a group of men in white suits who ran through the door...

The Conspiracy (Beat By Diract Beats)

My whole generation is going to hell, their soul they would sell, just to make it in this game, where no one excels/ 
You gotta be evil to make it in this devilish world/ it seems that being decent nowadays is hell of absurd/ 
It’s indecent just to be at peace with yourself/ unless you’ve got P’s.. nobody’ll see any reason to help/ 
Its all about a buck, and nothing else (will you help me?) go fuck yourself… I lust the wealth, like every other person on this fucking earth/ ain’t nothing for free, so if you’re wanting something from me, I’m wanting hard cash plus a receipt/ 
I murder foes, like I’m Manson on beats… I’m wanting a mansion, and can’t imagine getting that sort of cash from the street/ don’t go mistaking my kindness and imagine I’m weak, cause your ass’ll get beat, and left for every faggot to see/ the only plan that I have is to keep on planting my seed/ slowly dominating the planet while I’m banging your slag with my piece… peace… I don’t give a shit about your feelings/ 
What you’re dealing with’s a piece of shit girls find appealing/ for some reason I got this penis but can’t conceal it/ 
Feel free to feel it, if you’re female and your seeking reasons/ these demons, inside my head have got me screaming/ they won’t leave me alone, made a home inside of my dome, they’re refusing to leave it/
Either, I top everybody in this game or I top myself.. And I’m not ready to leave yet/ 
I’m taking raps limitation and I’m aiming to break it/ if the sky is your limit, then I’m arranging a spaceship/ 
Rappers always talking tough, but in the flesh they don’t say shit/ til they see my fist coming aiming straight at their faces (oh shit!) Raps changing but I’m bringing this shit back to the basics/ I’ll leave your ass in amazement/ with the raps that I’m stating/ I’ll take it bad if you’re hating, we’ll probably clash on occasion, infact.. fuck what you’re saying! 

I think I’m losing my damn mind? Have you seen it? I think it fell through my body and landed in my penis/ 
Cause everybody calls me a dickhead, I guess they mean it, I’m having seizures, 
and spitting semen all over my t-shirts… since a foetus, I’ve had no decency either, I pretend to be nice but my energy quickly depletes to zero/ I’m not no hero, and I’m far from comical/ I’m the villain that would have any hero from any comic killed/ cold as ice, abominable, from longing a deal/ it seems improbable though… so I’ll just start bombing the homes of these record company owners/ in the hopes they’ll notice me more/ 
leaving mixtapes and notes on the door/ with nowhere to go, I’m lower than low/ feeling fantastic/ 
if you had to deal with the dramas I do then you’d hack your damn wrists.. so deep you wouldn’t feel any piece of your hands left/ my life is real and its madness, that’s the reason I’m callous/ 
I’m trying to blow up like an extremist fanatic but keep getting knocked back to the point it would seem I do back flips/.. I feel like no one ‘s speaking my language, what’s the point in explaining? When you won’t understand it…  


Back 2 Basics (Beat By BoS Dunfor)

My head is fucked up... Brain Storm! look at where I came from, every body in this bitch
singing to the same song... Illuminati got me feeling like a slave for 'em, I put in work, now I work at trying to stay strong
based on, what I've heard, I'm disturbed... ain't wrong! If life's a game then fuck it, I'ma play on...
and I'll destroy anybody that I prey on, unless I mention your name then you can stay calm
I treat my life like vagina... fuck it... until I kick the bucket, I'm a hundred and 20 percent thug and
I'm a motherfucking villain... fucking your baby mama, fuck all the crazy dramas I'm gone when I cum inside her
too many little Paul's, being raised by some fools, who believe that it's their's... you may think that it's yours 
but beware cause I've ran in a hundred or so, and I've filled up that puss til that cunts about to blow! 
so who knows... you may have a wee kid that says dad but in reality, he's a product of me
got a history of violence, just be advised that I might flip... I've got another personality for a side kick
the person that tries to battle me must have a head that something ain't right with? it's like trying to fight death...
you can't win, I can see you fail, call me psychic... plus you've got a flow like my ex... not the tightest...
I'm dangerous when vexed so don't push me in the slightest, my head is in a mess and my thoughts are clearly quite sick
I think I've went and lost my mind, I can't find it... desires for money, pussy and powers got me blinded...

BrainStorm.

Loves, Pains & Dramas.

you want to test me? then rest in peace to this fucking fool... I'll leave him sleeping on the streets when I'm fucking through
making enemies with me? a dumb fucking move... I'll fuck your life, get your girl and then fuck her too! 
I can't lose, so prepare for your careers end... I'm a god in this shit, I don't fear men
if he bleed like I bleed then we're even, and if it's war I'll go all out believe it...
you'll be screaming; "Please help me lord Jesus..."  and I'll be there like some anti-god demon
plenty reason for me to be indecent, my whole life's just fucked up so violence I'm fiending! 
so if I rise just stay seated, keep your cool, try stay calm and we'll leave it... 
but if you stand up and try to be a cunt, then I'ma leave you on the floor, bashed, bruised, left lumped...
you ain't shit but a pussy and a faggot... try to push me and you truly will get damaged 
I get stupid when I unleash this mind state upon any dumb fuck that gets up in my face...
I was born into bullshit and drama, so I'm used to this bullshit, this saga...
I took stresses, depressions and negative tensions and built me a new suit of Armour... 
there's not shit you could do to me possibly, destroying men has become a monotony
if you test me, it tends, to get messy, intense, when I stress, you will sense that you've gotta flee
this is my life, it's my quest, my odyssey BUT I can't be fucked living it... honestly...
cause I never get shit, and the shit that I do, is the shit that I just didn't wanna see
so you better start thing more logically, cause I'm losing my mind... don't think cautiously
til I'm under the dirt, I'll be hungry as fuck, I'll be putting in work cause I gotta eat! 

Insanity.

Verse 1 (Paul Scott)

I once felt patriotic for my country... Now I feel like screaming rape, cause they fucked me! 
you must be, out of your damn mind to trust these, politicians that's got us living with in this dump here 
Junkies, fill the fucking streets, begging for change and whats strange is these days, I beg for the same
I can't speak without the fear of being arrested again, they call it breach of the peace... I call it freedom of speech!
I preach my belief's on deaf ears, nobody hears... so over the years, my mind state has just disappeared
and the thing is, everyone's in this predicament, everybody with their ears to this shit is living it...
A False Sense Of Freedom is what we feel but really it's imprisonment, if you don't see that then seek an opticians and go and visit it
you've been blinded by the lies, like some idiot! a sheep following the herd cause you heard the others did...
and as the rich get richer, the poor die starving... more pigs now than ever like the gov's tried farming! 
this is all in preparation for when the riots are starting cause they know that there's been people out there dying to rise up
and put an end to the misery, the fire they've started, will turn into some bonfire type of shit like arson
and burn this country to the ground that you're proud to stand in, whilst your leaders run like cowards when the madness happens... 
FUCK THEM

Verse 2 (Monk) 

livin in a system of private prisons and politicians with their wealthy living, our constant giving, they never listen 
pay attention and I'll spit you the facts straight, the tax money paid is as useful as bad days 
We're only paying half of the money that's ever needed, yet we moan about us paying too much, 
we've got kids to feed, and yet we'll sit back and moan about the government with little to no chance of knowing who is governing 
you really think that all the politicians have a say, or do you think the money is the only chance to lead the way? 
check the bank trail, you'll get your answer soon enough, The Bilderberg are sitting with a perfect chance to fuck us up 
We've got no clue what's happening, it's hazardous we're sitting patient, constantly cheering on the massacres 
While they sit back and watch us on their cameras, Illegally invading other countries without asking us 
But that's cool, we'll accept it without questioning, and push the hate on others who refuse to worship veterans, 
Cos they saw lies, refuse to bow to other claims unless they're backed by evidence in this case, they mostly ain't 
They're only really backed by patriots, they're blind to facts of contradictions constantly and bold lies - amen to that 
So who you trustin' - real people or the governments? one of us are truthful, the other one's the government. 

paulscotti

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