(ExP)
Flame Grillin' since two thousand and summat/
Killin’ it off, you didn't know? Then you're about to discover/
Now here's another/
Album for you since our proud introduction/
Before the studio we put our lyrics down in a cupboard/
But...JND and his Dad came round for a cuppa/
And converted my garage to DubWhy and a mountain of rubble/
And it's sounding so good, you come round in the summer/
We got the doors open, beats blazing, and we're shoutin’ and cussin'/
And callin’ it cyphering/
If you were from West Yorkshire I would always invite you in/
But times have changed be a while till Mr Nice again/
There's only so much urine on the toilet floor you can wipe and then/
I had to shut the door, and concentrate on something more/
The reaction to the debut album's nothing that I could have saw/
Could have seen, could have anticipated/
Gotta make sure we spread to different places and preach the hip-hop basics/
Step one: keep it real, stop faking/
Step two: sick beats, no 808s and/
Step three: dig crates, takes patience for dope breaks/
A whole day on the same beat's not wasted/
Shouts to crate diggers in the charity shops/
Or your sampled vinyl borrowed from Granny and Pops/
You may end up with a copy of Abba a lot/
But there'll always be a gem that you'll happily chop....what//
(Chorus)
It takes time to perfect the art/
Nobody's perfect, we're not tryna suggest we are/
Don't take anyone's lead unless it's XLR/
It's time to bin the old - get a fresher start/
It takes time to perfect the art/
Nobody's perfect we're not tryna suggest we are/
Don't take anyone's lead unless it's XLR/
Stop complaining and just make a fresher start//
(JND)
A fresher start, on some first-month-of-Uni tip/
Fresher than your Nan's best tulips or petunias/
Spring cleaning out your potty mouths with exuberance/
We'll show you how it should be done and dusted in the truest sense/
Of the words, what I'm meaning is I'm Mr Muscle/
Compared to me you're some weaker cats too quick to buckle/
A different hustle, while slingin' pins to prick your bubble/
I'm taking shots at you from space aboard the distant Hubble/
Yeah...you’ve been warned, keep off the grass/
I'll turn the coolest hipster to a boxing bag/
Mad Fresh, I keep a toxic mask handy, why?/
Cos I'm tired of your stink filling up my alveoli/
Force the rhyme; I know I mispronounced it/
Say something, I'll come round and kick your house in/
I couldn't care less if Fabreeze was your sponsor/
Or you passed the Daz challenge whilst stood in your boxers/
You bought twenty year ago from Managrove/
Y'still aren't passing go/
Not on my watch like Casio/
I'm fresher than a winter's day in your birthday suit/
These words are proof, mess with me and it's certain doom//
(Chorus)
It takes time to perfect the art/
Nobody's perfect, we're not tryna suggest we are/
Don't take anyone's lead unless it's XLR/
It's time to bin the old - get a fresher start//
(Addverse)
I moved away just to try and make a change/
Switch lanes and throw dice for different games/
Kind of like the old saying “no pain no gain”/
Miss my family and friends but needed to break the chains/
I know you think I'm strange and I probably am/
I know there's many of you thinking there's a problem with Dan/
But honestly, damn, I've never felt as trapped as I did/
Was disappointed with my life and the promises as a kid/
A fresher start cos a change is as good as a rest/
Deep breaths, feel blessed, love life, and fear less/
Clear chest, clean conscience and new intentions/
I'm living out my dreams with a true perception/
Cos my old school moves seemed to lose the lessons/
Sitting in detention, tensed up and venting/
Feel the negativity entering my resemblance/
Now I'm inventing power to devour my sentence/
So...turn the page the great escape/
Learn a new way to make what you yearn to take/
Nothing's for certain, some say, so straight is the method/
But you never cut corners to shave off the seconds// cos
(Chorus)
It takes time to perfect the art/
Nobody's perfect, we're not tryna suggest we are/
Don't take anyone's lead unless it's XLR/
It's time to bin the old - get a fresher start/
It takes time to perfect the art/
Nobody's perfect we're not tryna suggest we are/
Don't take anyone's lead unless it's XLR/
Stop complaining and just make a fresher start//
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