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Fuck your popularity, speaking with total clarity The only thing that matters is peace and solidarity I've been on a quest to define my personality Proud of where I'm from but I hold no nationality Drifting in and out of this thing they claim's normality Zoning out I'm conscious of fake in which's reality A beautiful mind, I paint my own gallery Working just to challenge me, I pay my own salary Never on the bandwagon or speak to flatter Surround myself with people I trust that won't scatter With no fear... black, white, brown, irrelevant! As long as you like a laugh and your chat's semi-intelligent Old jokes aside we proceed with the fresher tone Never been to uni but I welcome every fresher home And it's ironic, never stutter when I speak But I'm trying to write something that these kids might repeat Easily influenced, peer pressure got the best of me Running with the older kids, constantly be testing me Street, not Sesame, weak, there's no empathy Where young teen pregnancy defines their destiny Generally, they're only kids watching Kenan and Kel I don't need to go to school I watched Saved By The Bell Zak Norris got me top of my class And I listened to Illmatic educated by Nas Wooah, never been irrelevant no SongtexteWooah, I'm more than what you know Wooah, I'm the king of my own home Now I have dreams of living lavish, upbringing was average Money I can't manage like my mum and dad's marriage Causing ultimate damage, smoking till I'm cabbaged Pack up my baggage then I'm out, gone, vanished Every city's got a story to tell But there's a much bigger pond outside of the well And I swam against the ocean tide And turned that ocean to a river like the fucking Clyde where i reside I'm unknown, like the king of my own home Been around the map, got proof on my own phone Mature? Fact! Well grown before my years Classed my street smarts, I'm way beyond my peers Back as a child I was stupid, running wild I was only age eleven when my cousin went to prison It's a given, no mistake, in a cell by myself He was sent to "Bar-L" where his swagger soon fell Never on the shelf, hell, never been irrelevant Learnt from these streets, I was living in my element I pick a brush, start to paint till the canvas' full I did pick the perfect picture promise from the camera spool Living life with no regrets, got a bunch of dumb ass tattoos, a few debts Who's next? Get wrecked or get decent Not them, the worst shit's the most recent Wooah, never been irrelevant no Wooah, I'm more than what you know Wooah, I'm the king of my own home Wooah, never been irrelevant no Wooah, I'm more than what you know Wooah, I'm the king of my own home I'm the king of my own home Aus Songtexte Mania