[Intro]
Ya
2000 and Klashnekoff
Yo, yo
Kano

[Hook: Kano]
Sometimes I have to kick myself
'Cos sometimes I can't believe the shit myself
So sometimes you'll see me in a daydream
Thinking could be underground going mainstream

[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]
How do I start to this beat?
Skribz past the riz, and let me spark the weed
And take 2 draw, then I pass it to D
Pick up a pen and put my heart to this beat
I can tell them bout the Sagas, the scars on my cheek
The tussle, and how I got marked by the beast
Still I, stood like a soldier and marched on my feet
Passing through the dark parts of the east
Where the dark arts and the after shot me
And sometimes beef passes on to the seeds
Only last week a breh got, blast with the heat
In the middle of the rass clart street, so dont ask
When my bars are deep, they ain't hard to see
Look around blood, every man is after Ps
We shot Qs and pursuit and with the half a key
I move mix CDs and DVDs
It's a struggle indeed, FUCK IT
Sometimes you got to stand on your own two feet
See I've been to hell and back so I'll wear red and black
From my head to my crep, I rep the TF
And it's deeper than the chain or a tackle in the chest
I still feel the pains of the shackles on my neck
When I spit, picture me as Malcolm X
No gauge, no tech, just mic and decks
But sometimes I think that I might be next
Assassinated live over on ITN
(Gun Shots)
[Verse 2: Kano]
Sometimes I think, is it all worth it?
I ain't a popstar, I can't be perfect
I know I got far, way to far to turn back

[Hook: Kano x2]
Sometimes I have to kick myself
'Cos sometimes I can't believe the shit myself
So sometimes you'll see me in a daydream
Thinking could be underground going mainstream

[Verse 3: Kano]
I'm a blessing in disguise, blacked out in this grimy background
Camouflaged, blend like khaki points now
Cotch where I was raised
Sometimes I feel like I'm boxed up in a cage
Don't stop on MTV
Then boxed in the rave, this is my real life
And I'm real like no other celebrity
And I ain't even said my peace
I'm feeling Klashes movement, clashing's useless, I'm heading for the mega Ps
And I make the dreams
How the grass is green over on the other side, but I realise there ain't no better green
We're Madrid, we lose but we're the better team
And my conclusion is the method, we
Use to make this music, is energy, but it dies when we're analysed by the enemy
It's just chemistry, so I experiment by cooking up my recipes
But remember these, words invest in your lines but they better be
Prepared for the jealousy, weary on every street
I'm you, just ahead of me
Going mainstream by day, will he ever leave?
Release Nite Nite, but ever so credibly
I do raves you say you got respect for me
I think this is the life I was meant to lead
I'm prepared physically and mentally
I'm A star, keep testing me
I got my masters in Garage, A level in rap
Soon I'll be A veteran in dap, put A place on the map
It's more then Kane make in a track
It's more like making an impact, the weight on my shoulders, the strains breaking my back
Sometimes I feel the dark forces taking me back
Like Anakin if his beef making it clap, aim in the clap (Gun shots)
All guns blazing like Bush raiding Iraq
Sometimes I feel to write gun rhymes
Or in a verse, just one line, one less line
About the crime won't change statistics and stop people dying, right?
But I'm trying
Sometimes