(JND)
So what you wanna be when you grow up?/
Not a grown up, that's no fun cos you get your whole soul sucked/
If you're tired of tryna play it their way, own up/
Or the stress encountered makes your dome mush/
So bust, don't be chasing dreams you'll get your hopes crushed/
Innit what they got you doing, so young/
I remember back in school, filling in careers forms with no clue/
More brains promote you and don't join the dole queue/
Now I'm busy making soul food for me and mine/
Days spent graftin' but evenings I re-align/
Realising dreams in the heat o't'night, Flame Grilling/
Me, Dan and Ben, the same villains, still crate diggin’/
Throughout my age living, things change, stay driven/
In the same instance, few dids make didn'ts/
I hit sixth form with much less-than-great wisdom/
And couldn't write an essay to save Britain/
But it wasn't till my second year of Uni/
That I learned how to write 'em, concluding/
That what I'm doing here isn't truly what I want to be pursuing/
But I finished it, and moved on with my duty//
(CHORUS)
(ExP & Bellisful)
The choice is yours though/
At least we thought so/
Life’s just a short road/
Gotta make a lot of mistakes/
For everything to fall into place//
(ExP)
So wat ya wanna do when you get old?/
Get married and carry your wife across the threshold/
Of your new rent hole, work till you get sold/
And lay dead in the ground until you get cold/
...Depressing outlook, but the stressing out could/
Be left behind, forget it now just look to better outcomes/
Uppers have their downers and sun rays have their showers/
And lovers have their moments it's doubtless/
80 years around 700 hundred thousand hours/
And if you bought this album/
You're probably a quarter into that…chin up and face the powers/
Mother Nature loves and hates you, made you from, and will turn you into, powder/
Fertiliser for the flowers, memory fodder and worm chowder/
Allow her/
Not that there's much choice at all/
We stood poised to fall/
We once enjoyed to crawl/
We loved toys and ball/
Then we’re forced to compare ourselves against one another/
School and work reminded us there’s always someone above ya/
Become your own boss and go undercover/
Or you’ll forever be answering to some mother chuffer//
(CHORUS)
(ExP & Bellisful)
The choice is yours though/
At least we thought so/
Life’s just a short road/
Gotta make a lot of mistakes/
For everything to fall into place//
(Addverse)
They try and make you but it's better if you make yourself/
I say the key to life is happiness and greater health/
And I can almost feel the change that's in my hands/
But, life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans/
And it's my oyster I can do what I want with it/
Yet back at school I had a choice of jobs from a list/
Pick at least three so then you've got a backup plan/
Kick the wacky baccy plant and do of what we ask you Dan/
Now I'm feeling like some prisoner of Azkaban/
And I'd escape if only I could ever grab a chance/
I met couple dudes on the same vibe as me/
Decided to design a team so we could try to find our dream/
The three musketeers, sí…tres amigos/
Flame Grillers keep those heaters since the scene froze/
We've got the fire, reaching higher than it ever did/
Damn that Luke, Ben and Dan are some clever kids/
We've got the medicine so I suggest you let us in/
Modern day classics what the class is, so let's begin//
And now the essay that we write is our verse cos/
Each of us have realised our purpose//
(Outro)
(JND)
You’ve gotta make a lot of mistakes/
For everything to fall into place/
I said you’ve gotta make a lot of mistakes/
For everything to fall into place/
You’ve gotta make a lot…yeah.
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024