Fix Up

[Intro: Nico Lindsay]
Dun already know
Codename Lin AKA Lindsay Go H•A•M
AKA Mystic Nic
AKA you dun know
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Nico Lindsay]
No goody-two-shoes
But no goon looser still when you was watching Blue's Clues
At age eleven, twelve, I weighed ten stone
Used to love drawing, at fourteen I transferred away to pen strokes
Lines punch heavy, hit your abs and have no breath left
Eat a beat for breakfast, smoke competition
Baked in like a hotbox, grill, spill saliva
Kill ill intentions nearby, it's cool till snakes remind ya
Be careful, from young, when serious, eyes tearful
Now old enough you become, when bad's reoccurring
Who you once knew becomes a new person
Gives birth to a personality which reflects past experience
That covers it
If only folks involved, nah, done with it
This year, what I'm conjuring
Keep playing thick like porridge with lumps within
Dum-dum, nah, you ain't one
Come on, son, I see you're bright
For some reason you hate on
Wanker

[Verse 2: The Last Skeptik]
Have you ever been close to someone you didn't trust?
When all they wanted was you to consider giving up?
When they're all up in your brain pressing delete
When that pain makes you wanna fight so hard, you can't eat
I'll be honest, bruv, I'm so full of hatred
That without it, bruv, I don't think I'd make it
It's an organ now, it's clutching to my kidneys
It eats my liver, bruv, "forgiven me?" You're kidding me
I spend my nights in anger, I spend my days in rage
I spend hours shadowboxing thinking of his face
I make my knuckles bleed, I smoke and chuck it deep
And chuckle while you bloody and dissolving into nothing, breathe
I need to change the subject, you don't support me
And that hate and love, I see you with them devils, I feel saint of something
And they don't like me, been that way since school
I don't even like you too, so that's cool