[ Featuring Tariko ]
Welcome to my head, pull up a chair
Allow yourself some room
Let down your hair
I'll impose on you the history
Of a wrong life
Of a wrong life
Lazy lacking speed applied the breaks
Learned to take to lick what beats we takes
Dropped the in London funding low
Am I not right? Am I not right?
And knowledge, what's it know?
And wisdom, what's it know?
From the first to the last
I have a knack for setting fires
From the things I hold close
Am I not right? Am I not right?
Lesson number one, don't trust a word
It's funny how the tiredest things get heard
I did not intend this painful state
It's too late now, it's too late now
And knowledge what's it know
And wisdom whats it's know
From the first to the last
I have a knack for setting fires
From the things I hold close
Am I not right? Am I not right?
From the feast to the fast
I have a knack for setting fires
From the things I hold close
Am I not right?
