[Verse 1 Ed Sheeran] I still got a rucksack with the old clothes, I rap with cold flows Im back with the most jokes, in fact you dont know On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant If you cant keep up youll get none, youre celibate My flows developing, skin lacks the melanin Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in I do it for the hell of it Ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I seem to sell a bit I took what held me back with the women and then I packaged the image Put in some content and I then I sold it back as a gimmick The fact is this, Ill end up dating actresses Wake up on dirty mattresses, I think Ill need to practice this But I make shit happen, call me a laxative Worlds on my shoulders, I dont even know what Atlas is Hard bars sharp like a cactus is Im back to rappping, back to back cause Ive been practicing Im back to sing this [Hook Ed Sheeran] You need me, man, I dont need you You need me, man, I dont need you You need me, man, I dont need you at all X2 You need me [Verse 2 Wretch 32] I said you need 3 man I dont need 2 Not none of ya, unorthodox runner up In my own gear like Im stepping on a double clutch No brakes, cut them up, the tyres stay screeching Now Ive found out being odd aint even I qualified for everything, long straight season Its not a dilemma king, got a straight queening You are what you eat, thats something to believe in MC with the mic is MC dinner time Now Im feeling gassed, like, MC give me light I didnt even have to do a disco rap I bet I still end up with a Sisq plaque This is what happens when your gift is talent And all you imagined exists, imagine I never drop shit and I came from the back end Now Ive got the game in my hand, Imma smash it [Hook] [Verse 3 Devlin] You need me, but I dont need you DEVLIN Ed and 32 Lyrically more capable to break em all I wont have to amputate a lower limb to make them fall Like autumn, check my post mortem The game passed away upon the day I came and killed it for this fortune I dont mean money, I mean luck But now the clocks aviated Everybodys times up Nothings what I had and everythings what I gave Like a sprinter near the finish line fighting for his place Keep your diamonds and your chains I can walk for any manner, any time of day and stay safe Cause I get respected While they get detested Tell the truth there aint nobody that done what Devs did If you aint on the tune or Eminem or 59 You aint competition just a fish youre tryna bite a line [Hook]
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