Proud

[Intro] So it's nearly time for me to go But I want to thank you for being here It's been a pleasure I mean that truly And now I'm going to do a convoluted tune A composition that I'm particularly proud of [Verse 1] Never been a fellow to be down with the Gs Hardly ever collect felonies out on the street My criminal record took minimal effort To scribble and get all it down on a sheet Me, I can do without the police See, I'm a dude renowned to be tedious No pissing about, I'm serious I really just sit around on a seat Read a book, put it down, have a wee 'til I feel I've had enough then I slouch in my PJs These days when I'm counting my sheep It takes me ages drowsing to sleep Feel I'm thousands of feet out of my league Like a floundering dinghy down in the deep People shouting at me I'm not allowed on a beat But there's four times more that'll tell me I'm sweet I found my release when I bought me a mic And recorded a tight lyric down on a beat With the sound so loud that the speakers Melt with the heat cos I'm Dan to the B [Hook] One, two, I'm counting to three Then I want you, to bounce to the beat From the North to the West to the South to the East We can all get well rowdy [Verse 2] I oughtn't lie, I mean demographically There's a hypothesis I support: That I am the more priviliged in all of society Quite unlike the baller I try and be I was born in a nice region And brought up politely So I was taught to mind my Ps and Qs And make way for OAPs in queues I'm a decent dude, peaceful too But on a beat I speak with lethal truth This sequel to my debut album's A way to tell them the good news: That I'm a middle class kid from the Midlands Less "safe" more like "how you diddling?" I'm like a Polo without the middle in More whole than the hole to fill it in Though I'm a bitter kid, just a little bit Bringing mint lyrics but no-one's listening But I'm in the zone and I'm coveting the throne So I'm not gonna give it in, gloves coming off and I'm boxing until I win Watch when I'm in the ring Roundhouse my doubts, bopping them in the chin Plot thickening along with the smoke But I'm not gonna choke - I've got ventolin Like when I kicked my bong and it broke It allowed me the freedom to breathe the air again And now that I'm clean and the songs that I wrote then Are out and they're seen I am proud to be me You could tell when I'd been chilling out with some weed I couldn't leave the house, you could smell the Febreze Now when I'm out on an evening in town I'm a demon Downing indecent amounts of Ribena 'til I'm down on my knees and in pieces Weeping shouting "help me, please" But when I'm having doubts about my belief I just tell myself that I'm proud to be me [Hook]