If you don't repost it's because your Dad looks like an orangutan with an overbite.

Lyrics -

Telling stories but my version isn't fantasy;
another day recording verses with (Reali-T) reality.
Nowadays embrace the verdict of insanity,
there's warmth in avoiding the burden of regularity.
A ruffian puffing plenty smoke in the skies,
a steady dosage of lies I can barely cope with the highs.
I'm a friendly bloke in disguise so just let me open the guise,
I think you'll only SEE my WORTH when there's PENNIES OVER MY EYES.
Medicated; stomach grumbling in pain,
"On A Plain" "About A Girl" but I couldn't complain.
Love kills; put a bullet in my brain,
tryna find Nirvana but there's always Something In The Way.
I caught nee love so this Clipper gets my head buzzed,
the side burns are always even from the fresh cut.
The only thing I miss is when you had your neck stuffed
so it's no wonder that I discovered you're a head fuck.

She said she wants me to quit weed, never that.
And she's trying to give me some Jim Beam, never that.
Will she let me smoke & write sixteens? Never that.
Trying to control me but bitch please, it's never that (x2).

I'm understanding that the police have got to serve a cause,
but I'll be burning cro whenever curtains close.
And I think it depends on situation with certain laws,
so polite & white but I got brothers I would murder for.
Growing up & tossing bags into shrubbery,
going back to get the bag when they up & leave.
Never wanted to get bagged for a fucking tree,
but if I get life in prison at least I'll have some company.
Going home to cannabutter in the brûlée,
create-a Moon Rock to try & send me up into space.
I'm tryna get my bird high from this Blue Jay,
turning paranoid when I get half-baked like Two Face.
Couple hundred thin skins on the shopping list,
not a shit given as I'm beginning a coughing fit.
Herbs gave me inspiration for the song I writ,
coming from the North where alcoholics aren't anonymous.

The coppers want me to quit weed, never that.
Focus on them lads that'll sniff keys, never that.
I just wanna smoke & write sixteens, never that.
Trying to control me but pig please, it's never that (x2).

Never That

HJJ
@HJJallday part of @TwoSixtySix collective

The breakbeat heartbeat kid. Geordie rapper/producer in LDN. 

Think for yourself. Question Authority.

British Hip Hop Artist - Amateur Producer - Total Nutter
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Contact: JoshuaMcphersonuk@gmail.com

Equipment
Mic: Rode NT1-A
Pre: Focusrite 2i2 Scarlett
Pc:   8 core AMD 9350 4 ghz / HD7950 / 16GB RAM

Born to  the wild rhythms of Jo-burg South African, music flows in place of Blood

Never That

John Sutherland