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Ain't Wasting My Time
03:55
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Yo they spelt Vil wrong on the starbucks cup
2 L's instead of 1 quite commonly mistook
Instead I gave them Harry so they couldn't fuck it up
Now I've gone and lost a tenner and my coursework's corrupt
And I've got a sick verse but can't get a hook down
Could do a Jigsaws, shout Woop Woop now
Everybody listen get down with the new sound
Don't wanna be missing it let me drop the beat now
In this town nothing for us to do
Graffiti artist getting front page in the news
If you're under 18, don't count on the venues
Giving you the time of day cause you're not old enough to buy booze
As long as Mike's happy then it's all fine and dandy
Quench that thirst, give me the shandy
Music comes first, then Uni's my plan B
Making life decisions in an instant casually
Girl you know I ain't wasting my time, you can bet that I'll be winging it
I'm getting ready I'm before my prime and you know that you be singing it
So stand up get your head in the clouds
Put your hands in the air, turn up loud
We living life like we want to want to
We living life like we want to want to
Look at Vil now rocking the mic like slim
Well not quite but I've got better since
And you won't catch me making gains at the gym
Or swimming winning women get the record on spin
Like what you doing tonight? You got plans?
Well I've drank enough for bottle but not enough for dance
Primark dressed 'cept my vans and my ray bans
Every girl here dressed in Hollister and spray tans
It's bizzare, check my repertoire
I'm playing ukulele cause I can't play guitar
Must be going crazy if you can't tell the two apart see
One of them takes talent and the other does not
I can die happy I've seen City win the league (twice
Check out The Jigsaws! Get the EP (nice)
Summer's going off yeah, gone and paid for Leeds
But looking at the lineup think I should have done T
Girl you know I ain't wasting my time, you can bet that I'll be winging it
I'm getting ready I'm before my prime and you know that you be singing it
So stand up get your head in the clouds
Put your hands in the air, turn up loud
We living life like we want to want to
We living life like we want to want to
Hi my name's Harry but you can call me Vil
Probably never heard of me and think I'm shitty but still
Well, you still here, This your new jam?
Can't do you egg and bacon so I'll do you egg and ham
Yo I never got plans slyed off the parties
Happens all the time, do I care? Hardly
Partly, the principles there I guess
Nah, I'm just playing, I couldn't care less
Who you trying to impress, think you're facebook famous?
500 likes on the worlds shittest status
Laters mate, I see that you're trying to be audacious
To me you just look like a twat, tasteless
Come down next week, we're gigging at The Picket
Couple thousand followers can't push a few tickets
It's a Vicious slow cycle and everyones a critic
Tell me your opinion and I'll tell you where to stick it
Girl you know I ain't wasting my time, you can bet that I'll be winging it
I'm getting ready I'm before my prime and you know that you be singing it
So stand up get your head in the clouds
Put your hands in the air, turn up loud
We living life like we want to want to
We living life like we want to want to
Girl you know I ain't wasting my time, you can bet that I'll be winging it
I'm getting ready I'm before my prime and you know that you be singing it
So stand up get your head in the clouds
Put your hands in the air, turn up loud
We living life like we want to want to
We living life like we want to want to
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2. |
Make It Go Off
04:22
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Now,
I got no name, go by my own name
From the V to the I to the L I got my own self and my own game
We flame it, you learn, touch us you might get burned
Don't leave this early girl cause we bout to get turnt
We get the place bouncing till we breaking curfew
You like the way it's sounding and you like the look of her too
Bro just get it going, we go hard and start again
One hundred ten percent there's no heart in your part attempt
Put your phone down, you witnessing the stuff of dreams
Now, feet off the ground live your life don't watch it through a screen
The scenes unfold in front of you, that video you're taking?
No one's gonna see shit the way the camera shaking
You're here a couple hours, so just enjoy the atmosphere
Put your hands up, we going mad, know what you're doing here?
Nothing on this here me now we got it on our own tier
If you ain't standing up you getting had, we gonna interfere
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Ain't nothing going on outside this place, we go off
Drink, get out your face, we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go
Origins, across the pond we from the North West
It's a motherfucking party don't be looking so depressed
Testing the mic 1, 2, we on a madden
No dissatisfaction when we here we make it happen
Now imma be the type of guy tonight
That gets your motherfucking hands in the sky tonight
We're gonna make you have the time of your lives tonight
We all friends here don't take it on the sly alright
Everyone from the mods to the chino warriors
Leather indie kids the weirdos and hollisters
It's getting heated yo we never be defeated to
This night just what you needed you remember who your speaking to
Now turn the beat up, the volumes a must
We bout to peak up, you falling in love
Bout to bust a fucking speaker just for the buzz
Get out your fucking seat yeah cause this how we does like
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Ain't nothing going on outside this place, we go off
Drink, get out your face, we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go
It's the slickest the sickest the illest the realest
Can you feel this? Spitting lyrical wizardry curing bitches of misery
Working miracles make history with mad sick deliveries
So pure we a distillery, all in the ability
My rhymes are infinity, like the bill run up at Hickory's
Stick with me I still manage chivalry without looking a whipped man
Spend half day in the sun with me and I'll come out fucking with a sick tan
I don't burn just earn in case you curious
Something to learn so don't be getting furious
Euphorias, they got you tripping like a west head
You only been drinking slipping to the next bed
Text read saying you got tickets for the Vil gig
Turn it up cause we bout to get real big
Imma make you motherfuckers lose your mind
Let me hear you, put your hands up one more time
I said!
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Ain't nothing going on outside this place, we go off
Drink, get out your face, we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go off
Get up in this place we gonna make it go
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3. |
Not A Breather
02:56
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Kickin' sippin' sittin' rippin in Boughton
I'm attending the funeral of every beat that I'm slaughtering
It's the next best thing see me giving it the biggun
Fools be busy being bitter just be feeling my rhythm
Now swim through the rhymes still ain't wasting my time
Finding it hard to own the stage without a DJ or hype guy
We still fly lack of movement we tireless
Sort out my stage presence and invest in a wireless
See I'm still trying to find something to write a hook about
And I'm still struggling to find something to give a fuck about
No muck around feelings here or dodgy dealer dealings
Yo turn up and raise the ceiling so fresh we fucking gleaming
Stick the radio off, whack on a mad playlist
Always getting ahead because I ain't afraid to take risks
But imma take you on this ride with me because I'm sound
Working make the pounds then come home and fuck around break
Fresh shit, like we smell of roses
It's the V-I-L and bout time you know this
Diagnosis says that most of this is fucked but I'm toasty
Turn the fucking music up and start to listen closely
Is this an interlude or is it just another tune?
Made the final cut because why not I had shit else to do
And I don't know really know what I'm doing
Only I'm improving and that's on every level here including
Brewing up the next fucking anthem to dance at
Know that you don't need to take a chance, just a glance at
Now I'm feeling like I'm glowing, only gold flowing
Believe me when I'm telling you that now you're only knowing
That I'll get another one of these
Up inside your head and scream
Every single lyric loving every single minute
Filling every single clinic hitting every single critic
Selling every single ticket breaking every single limit
Bang
Admit it yo you heard worse
Probably gave it time and swerved it first
Birthed it, and came out with this third verse
Work for everything so I deserve it always diving in head first
Who's got nerve? I do what I do to entertain heads
Maybe pick up some cash and buy new treads or threads
Share it out make the love spread, anything but a set to do with me and
I'll probably stay in bed, you heard tell them
That I'm the type of guy to fix a broken leg with TCP and sudocrem
You never know me doing anything or what I do to them
I do attempt the best of it and go on now and represent
The CH3 we Boughton heads and get on now with no events
Ripping this shit to shreds giving it hundred ten percent
Living it up to the point where we content
In the end all these weaknesses and strengths
Everything goes west like your head gets sent
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4. |
Pit Music
04:12
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Turn up we bout to get loud get loose
We in the building no need to introduce
Don't be looking confused, it's about to get mad in here
You know we rad most insane shit you had in here
These lyrics mean nothing, exactly what you need
No message to be said we just picking up the speed
We turning up determined and turking for serving lows
Now you learning that we working this dropping the mad flows
Tell you no shit on this level we revel in espresso
CH3 far from the ghetto on the daily hitting demos
We all about the movement, we get these people jumping
It's getting real now we got the bass pumping
Don't gotta work it out man I'm to busy blagging
Making this my life full time, watch it happen
Yeah you know we shit hot, justifiably bragging
Spitting so much fire these bitches call me a dragon
This is pit music, this the time to get loud
Open this shit up because we bout to get down
This is pit music, this the time to get loud
Open this shit up because we bout to get down
Partying in every place we setting in
If you ain't the sickest you ain't getting in
Never gonna get anywhere where you're better off, effort in the heaven gonna light up set it off
Do it for the people that be stepping till their bed is off the table gonna hit it for the bitches that be getting off
Taking all the shots till you empty the mag
Yeah you know we own it got this shit in the bag
Lay it on the paper then we drop it on the ground
Hit the walls reverberate make these motherfuckers bounce
The dudes in the back with the ounce ain't crashing
Till we seen every person in this room turnt smashing
Mapping out these songs in my lessons
Ain't nothing that's wrong with it this my profession
Or if we there to make it better some lives
We all here to have a good time turn down the lights
Get em pulsing to the beat get low when we say go
You don't need to speak feel it when the place blow
This is pit music, this the time to get loud
Open this shit up because we bout to get down
This is pit music, this the time to get loud
Open this shit up because we bout to get down
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5. |
Best Friend For A Minute
03:38
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I can't listen, I don't even know who you are
I lost my friends and my head's gone and nutted your arm
And you apologised, but no sound came from your mouth
My heads been sent so west I'm going north east south
At the same time, we're dancing, I'm probably gone
And I don't even know if we're listening to the same song
I'm moving I'm so drunk that I can't tell if we're sync
But I can tell that you're the same so there's no reason to think
I'm on the brink, I look up rubbing my eyes
Just see the pillars there holding up the red and blue skies
I'm in the spaciest wasted state I'm feeling great at the moment
I've been acquainted with some face painted mates and we owning it
My body clock's a state, I'm running off relentless
I need another drink but it's all left in the tent this
Where the music drops, time stops before you look at me and smile
We share a silent goodbye, I'm on my own for a while
I know that I won't ever even know your name
If something's up I wouldn't care to explain
As far as I'm concerned we're the same
For a minute you can be my best friend
For a minute you can be my best friend
For a minute you can be my best friend
It's gone a little too crazy, I'm at the front of the main stage
Never seen you before but I know that we're on the same page
The only things in common are the band and we're wrecked
We're crushed against the barrier and bruised on the neck
Check my lanyard thing, they're supposed to be on now
Shots of water in coffee cups keep me up now
Ey yo steward, you're telling me you can't turn around
Arctics are on and you're just keeping the crowd? Wow
Respect to you girl, I couldn't deal with that position
It's a mission that's killed missing the sickest musicians
If I were you I'd be raving with these tunes going crazy
I respect the hell out of you providing safety
Well hopefully you get a chance to see these guys again,
You deserve to have a break from stewarding and just attend
I know it's like I'll probably never see you again
But for these last few hours you've been a top class friend so
I know that I won't ever even know your name
If something's up I wouldn't care to explain
As far as I'm concerned we're the same
For a minute you can be my best friend
For a minute you can be my best friend
For a minute you can be my best friend
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6. |
Just About Sick Enough
03:46
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Trying to make a living out sitting with a laptop
Spitting raps and writing tracks getting rid of nap clocks
I'm going over this boulder that's in my way
These haters get the cold shoulder no time for it today
This place is half full of those lads that try to pull
What the scouse would call a wool to me, he's just a sackful
Of shhh, won't move anything but a walk in
Observing from a distance I don't have to hear the talking
Comes across a chick he's trying to act G
Wouldn't dream of going near it I'm too busy being V
He's WWE damn straight but he's fake mate
What it takes to not need to break kayfabe
He's either in or shutdown, I'm on the comedown
Whip out my phone with an idea for a true sound
Paid the pied piper to play make it mine
Dude didn't know the chords, dropped ain't wasting my time
This is how it is it's the standard man
We don't ever let it go backwards man
Said this is how it is it's the standard man
We don't ever let it go backwards man
Make our own game cause we just about sick enough
Don't need to play it cause we just about sick enough
Send you crazy cause we just about sick enough
You ain't getting lazy cause we just about sick enough
It's 2am should be in bed but at my most creative
Sewing words together instead I replicate it
To the beat that reeks of bedroom sessions
Headphone bleed and reverb heaven
Make a first impression with the biggest heat and least discretion
My minds blanko but we storm it like a trojan
Walking in I'm Franco and walking out like Rogen
We drop a song for them, now I'm Robinson
Pre gig scran is a meal deal, Morrisons
What's gonna happen next man you just can't tell
One second I'm McBride then I'm Baruchel
I'm Cera now I swear now that we spinnin it loud
Jonah Hill it now I'm killing it like Apatow
July baby and ID was a nightmare
I'm the only 25% China-white right there
I'll stay at home and write some fire hot lyrics
Matching written and spitting unknown hieroglyphics
This is how it is it's the standard man
We don't ever let it go backwards man
Said this is how it is it's the standard man
We don't ever let it go backwards man
Make our own game cause we just about sick enough
Don't need to play it cause we just about sick enough
Send you crazy cause we just about sick enough
You ain't getting lazy cause we just about sick enough
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7. |
Fueled By Caffeine
04:10
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Ey yo my raps make me hesitant so I throw em in the locker
Now I'm acting so American I'm calling footy soccer
Man I've had a shocker, Need to see a doctor
Only heads I talk to live in Liverpool and Oxford
Descending into madness like the goddamn shining
I'd say I'm anti-hapless, but I ain't that exciting
Designer dining looking pretty fine like my rhyming
Now I'm lying got no cash never gonna be retiring
Living in the past so I'm still using hotmail
Twitter filled with girls in the sun sipping cocktails
I'm going off the rails yo, you ask me why though
I'm writing songs about a quote that I read in some girls bio
I'm going crazy trying to top the last verse I wrote
Think I'm losing it, I'd settle for less but nope
I'm like the Kaizen, yo we constantly improving
And you better turn it up because we wanna see you moving
This is for the people that don't wanna go home
And the people that refuse to do so while they're alone
The people that drank and end the night before departing
And the people who are only just turning up and starting
Imma take this to a place where it's never been
Where the whole teams based and it never ends
This the one and only, this the right night
Good times roll we about to be a highlight
Hotter than the month of June, whacking out another tune
You came out with what? We came out with Blue Lagoon
Immune to the words you might direct towards me
Record a couple of chords it's like a sport rewardly
It's totally overrated, but we got integrity
Marking these releases with a manner of severity
Repping the CH3, you don't wanna step to V
You know they all game from my personality
Right now I'm on the rise, and soon I might drop
Cause I'm not sure myself I even want to go near the top
On a roll and can't stop think I'm losing the plot
On the motherfucking mic and I don't want to ever get off
It's all about the hype but you best not believe it
Never starting beef never wanting to leave it
Bag it up bring it to the year 10 throwback
Cause we taking all the cars money bitches and crack
This is for the people that don't wanna go home
And the people that refuse to do so while they're alone
The people that drank and end the night before departing
And the people who are only just turning up and starting
Imma take this to a place where it's never been
Where the whole teams based and it never ends
This the one and only, this the right night
Good times roll we about to be a highlight
The shit that I'm spitting is tripping all of you bitches up
I'm ripping through all of this and I'm struggling to give a fuck
Getting lucky in terms of money don't gotta worry
We just getting it free, and I'm no understudy
Lucky is happy is scrappy is snappy not too shabby
Avoiding baccy drop lyric bombs like Nagasaki
Going crazy for days yo this shit is insane
I ain't showing restraint and I can't be contained
Can't be tamed like Miley we living highly
And if you bright you might find it likely that we stunning it
Running it all this shit they put in front of us
Using the cunning becoming whatever we want from us
Gunning it legitimate all the way we making scenes
I ain't mad about Bishops but man fuck John Deanes
Making shit we never seen, I'm a fucking machine
And after all of this time, I just been fueled by caffeine
What?
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