LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION BELOW.

This is Ed Sheeran's SB.TV version of "You Need Me" originally uploaded by smokeybarz
This is without the intro and with lyrics I added that should be fairly accurate, I believe.

Now I'm in town
Break it down
Thinkin' o' makin' a new sound
Playin' for SB.TV for the new crowd
That's you now, ciao
Seems that life is great now
See me lose focus as I sing to you loud
And I can't no, I won't hush
I say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this now
See I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that'll be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing
And move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

chorus

I sing or write my own tune
And I write my own verses
Don't need another wordsmith to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer writer
You're just bluffin'
Name's on the credits and you didn't write nothin'
I sing fast
I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit school
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smokin' on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys say to ya
Always read the stories that ya hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstratin'
When I perform live feels like I am meditating
Time's in the studio when SB.TV filmed me
Young singer writer like a Gabriella Cilmi

chorus

And all I want in this cold world
Is to make music and use it
Not to abuse it and get infected
Defected with the who's who of music
Who did it, who is it, who's in it
Who, what the hell does it matter
Chitter chatter don't matter
Woulda yidda yidda yadda it don't matter to me
What I want is a bit o' dignity
Ya need to battle this industry, freely
To be me in this seedy needy world
Can ya hear me
Hey
So I keep singin' out
When I first thought of this rappin', sure
I felt pressure from haters
Became invaded with sadists
And just developed a hater radar
I made for the stars
Kept my cryin' in the dark
Then a day with the remedy
Kickin' rhymes as the melody
Hennesy shots uh
All these rules on the block
You said you got to be a gangster now
To raise the top
I'm just a normal, casual, usual, everyday topic
I have my head in the sky
Ed Sheeran Irvine Andrew
Comin' ready to die
So see the signs
Turn to the side
Up in your eyes
I'll take a look and realize
The resurrection's arised
And as the mist clears
I arise through my tomb in the skies
I'm all alone, a lone star
Open and you're rising from the ashes
Surprisin' no hater's gotten a movin'
Now steady you can find me in the club
Bottle full o' bub
Mommy I got the X o' gettin' or takin' drugs
N' a havin' sex signin' or makin' love
Come n' give me a hug
Figgin' ta gettin' rough
You can find me in the club
Bottle full o' bub
Look mommy I got the X o' gettin' or takin' drugs
N' a havin' sex signin' or makin' love
Come n' give me a hug
Figgin' ta gettin' rough

Uh-huh uh-huh ooh~
(Uh-huh uh-huh ooh~)

chorus

My eyes are red
I've been burnin', I've been burnin'...
My eyes are red
I've been burnin', I've been burnin'...
My eyes are red
I've been burnin', I've been 'bunin' on a spliff of your 'igh grade
My eyes are red
I've been burnin', I've been burnin'

Rasta man time

Now where I come from
'Bunin' weed it is a 'abit
A big fat bag o' 'igh grade weed
You know I got to 'ave it
Cu' if I don't 'ave it in my pocket
I'm going to panic
Cu' like I say where I come from
Is smokin' is a 'abit
Ooh ta di do da 'bun'
Uppa based up in da 'ood
One of a tings I 'ave
Inherited like a ghetto man should
One of a tings a smoking weed it
Yes it makes me feel good
But I I've got sense o' mean' a yes
It makes me feel...
But me yes I'm on a top
You sense a mean' ah is a drug
An' if I start to smoke
I I'm 'onna turn into a thug
Where I come from that there talkin'
Could a only get you mugged
Where I come from 'bunin' weed
It is a blessing from above
Where I come from yes you 'bun' it
When me 'liss n' rub it off
Where I come from yes you 'bun' it
After we dust n' make love
Where I come from yes you 'bun' it
When a sun starts shine
I blaze 'igh grade weed all da time

My eyes are red
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man
My eyes are red
You need me man, I don't need you
It's all, you need me
My eyes are red
You need me man, I don't need you
You need me man
My eyes are red...
You need me man, I don't need you
It's all, you need me man I
Don' need you.

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