Lowkey - Still Underground lyrics

My name is Lowkey and you may know me
Volume 1 was a classic, the real recognizes
Still the fake don't see, this is my life
But I need and JOB
I'm in the same old street
And still blood, there ain't no peace
My pain ball seize, we change dope to see
Where this rainbow leads
Snake smiling my face with
The fake gold teeth
There's no place that my name won't reach
Still I remain Lowkey
Trough the tick and thin
We try to raise a bar
By doing some diferent things
It's seems they shock
We shocking these dudes
I spend time reading books
And watching the news
It's confusing feeling like this rap is
Shit ruining my A Levels
I try my best just to remain settled
But the irony is easy to see
In music I've got an E at my GCSE
By then most kids were high on
E's and released on some weed
Only seventeen when I set my
Feet on the scene
To be this, you've got to do what I've done
See what I've seen, love what I've loved
Be what I've been
When I get past the weed smoke
Booze music & Girls
I remember myself a young boy
Confused with the world as pissed of kid
NWA introduced me to this hip hop shit
See not starting writing rhymes just
To buy the time
I'm finding quite hard to explain
What's inside my mind
Besides in the early days I was
Imitating and after a while
That shit sounded irritating

Now this is what I do for love
The music runs deep in my veins
I refuse to front this is the future blood
Key to the game, volume two
For growing youths not doing what
They told to do
I expose the truth anytime I'm
In the vocal booth
Cause it's disgraceful the way
That we're living
Blazin and drinking, degrading our women
Most man ain't even thinking

Satan Is winning
Even saint's and savior is sining
Pray for your children
We're all slave in the system
Tryna change our position
Watching the news I see the face
Of a stranger that's missing
We're taking over
It's Great Britains greatest tradition
Still mens act like their
To impatient to listen
Even you do what you don't, make the decision
But don't act like you don't see me
When you see me
With your bredrin and selling them you're CD
It's volume 2, one of the phenomenal
One of few, chronical my life
Don't watch what the others do
I'm deep with this rap
To me a Mic is like a needle to people
Fiending on smack
I was raised with insane kids
Rome blaze spliffs
Raid cribs like the bailiffs
And don't take shit
Still here trapped in own made tricks
I don't take flicks or make movies
It's Lowkey aka Wayne Roonie a great lyricist
Remain limitless
Spitting lyrics I paint pictures with
Born with the mind of scarface and
A heart of saint nicolas
This lyricist puts verses love for the art
Listen to these words
Cause they come from the heart
Apart from this music blud nothing is ours
I'm to underground to ever
Fuck with the charts to hardcore for MTV
But still here like Tetley's tea
And MCD so just let me be, let me live
Let me spit let me rep this streets
Peace to all the Mc's that see
And producers that set me beats
Let's be brief, it's about time that I
Fulfill these empty dreams