In No Friends, Dot Rotten gives us insight into his past life experiences, covering themes of betrayal, lack of morale, frustrations with fans, all topped off with his signature erratic and complex lyrical delivery.
[Intro: Dot Rotten]
Phone calls like
(There's not many people I love, many people I trust)
They haven't stopped coming in, get me, like..
(My circle is small, it's us)
I ain't seen none of these people in time like
(I don't give a shit about you)
And don't ask me if I'm back
You get me?
Real talk
[Verse: 1]
I don't believe in friends
'Cause, I don't know who to trust
And from my heart I removed the love
I've been, stabbed in the back bruised and cut
Such a nuisance phone rings and I can't be fucked to do shit
Like I been zooted out
But I ain't smoked in a while
I'm holding a frown no smile
So I guess that I'm sobering down
It's back to grime for that computer buzz
They're like fam you're confusing us
What's the news are you back?
Coz the fact is your due to bust through n do some stuff
I refuse to answer till my views are up
I be like soon enough
Throwing up deuces to these new kids
I can be ruthless but I ain't gotta prove what the truth is
It's useless they can't compute a 16 or produce bazookas to move the clubs
I know what beauty does in a crew of thugs
Loosen up even shower man smooch and hug
I went commercial suited 'n' booted
And forgot the route of the map that I was using
Money I scooped it
Brothers were lootin'
Hustling stupid I spunked what I grew with
Forced to forgive, when a fake friends hand is all in your fridge at your side and your calling it quits
In my flats where the story begins
Drawing a pic I started Min and I formed me a clique
From within their were snakes who had more than a bit of a taste of the glory I gripped
Went from a friend to a pagan who would call me a prick
How many of my garms have you worn in ya vids?
You're a teef
Saying your a goon you're a neek
Stabbed with your own knife, that's appalling
They say the futures bright
Not for an older man whose losing sight
Eating food through a tube
Whose gonna be there for you when you wish you could choose to die
I get deep like I scuba dive
I count my friends on one hand
And I've lost one, damn
Life hates me it's no new surprise
I been, low life
Versatile I'm trying to boost the vibe
First to smile when I'm crucified
Better show me respect
Inside your BM, made my boner eject and it's super size
You didn't see she was on me bruv, shoulda used your eyes You've successfully lose your wife
And I'm immune to hype but don't choose to type on the Twitter like you'll get a shooter sniped
You're unrighteous
Coz of situations like this I do not trust many youts in life
So please don't call my phone asking if I'm back
We ain't spoke in time, why are you asking where I'm at?
Man hit me up like "I'm hungry, let's work"
But bruv I been fasting charging up my batteries
Friends I do not believe in them categories
Coz I've had a carve with the axe on my spices and remember snakes are spineless
Peace and mind is priceless plus timeless
They just wanna hear me gas about violence
Blowing up shit like ISIS
Detonating with handheld devices
Tears down mother eyes, starting a crisis
I'd die 10 times to bring back my brother Nine Lives I wish!
I could bill it up make you spark my spliff!
Us humans take shit for granted
We act heartless but we don't know when our time is
[Bridge]
Like real talk
(There's not many people I love, many people I trust)
There's not many people I love, many people I trust
You get me my circle is so small
(My circle is small, nigga it's just us)
I've seen how people treat me
(I don't believe in friends)
I don't believe in friends you get me?
(There's not many people I love, many people I trust)
I got brothers, I got sisters
(That's it in the end)
That's kinda it you get me?
(My circle is small, nigga it's just us)
And anyone can get it like an illness
(I ain't gonna get stabbed in an argument)
[Verse 2]
I don't believe in friends 'cause I don't know who's a snake
So many hands that I used to shake
I moved outta London near a field, a secluded place
Can't reveal where I choose to stay
I got asked outta club and I felt I should Uz the place
I saw man and they knew my face
Called the bouncers they walked me out and I cruised away, but it was pain like a tooth decay
You wanna talk about grime I ain't done enough here
If a pussy acts dark
I'll run and reload G
I'll de-stress a sweet boy far from a young'un and I had a man running upstairs
Time to attack the favourites
Congratulations to them man on my hit list
I'm addicted to seeing a wig split they didn't predict this clip clipped in the biscuit
Now I'ma collapse a pagan!
Saying my name it's not a joke I ain't playing a game from your tongue better detach the statements
Perhaps your hating
Mandem your careers are good but it's dead now relax your ancient
I'm back to raging
It's back to practical clashing adapting to faggots who happen to think that they're battling
Blabbering about some embarrassing happenings
Thinking they're masculine, feminine straights
I'll make you swallow your own Tampax
I got some menacing ways
Bruv everything's changed
I'm looking at this sheet now I be gettin' 'em safe
Stick your arse to a rocket and shoot you into the sky you can settle in space
I do not give a fuck if your peddling weight
I put metal in face and chin him, you'd think that I'm Devlin's mate
I'm setting it straight
I'll burst at you all and then hit the back of your head like Beckham when he hits the back of the net from curving a ball
My circle is small, and you couldn't murder a fool
I've seen man's brain hit the pavement
Blood on the curb and the wall
And then laugh like it weren't disturbing
Them times you were buyin yourselves some sherbets for school
I've been fucked in the mind, brought guns into college like hundreds of times
Robbed man for his lunch like "Get me a fruit punch or you're dying"
Slapped man with the tip of the gun and he's crying!
I did that for fun I ain't lying
Wondering why feds never got spun to the sight
Disrespect my name and something will sky
Open the trunk and make man jump in a ride
No Friends was written by Dot Rotten.
No Friends was produced by Zeph Ellis.
Dot Rotten released No Friends on Tue May 24 2016.