We’re starting this one.
(laugh)
Ring any bells? Yep. That’s my ring tone,
Tommy Eye’s here so get down like syndrome.
I spray pipe dreams in my flow; Eye got the mains yo,
And when Eye spit, Eye pour, so best fetch your rain coats.
I’m trying to claim Eye reign. Eye don’t rain, Eye poor.
Why? Cos Eye buys things that Eye can not afford.
Now what a silly boy. But that silly boy grew harder.
Called himself oven man, cos he packs heat like arga.
Father. He wants to see the face of Yahweh.
This one dude said he’d show me grace the hard way.
He said he’d blast his maker, then be blasting me;
I replied, ‘no please, no blast for me’.

E.Y.E, can I have a repeat?
I said E.Y.E; get them out of their seat.
Now, who you wanna know?
Now, who you gonna call?
Now, who you wanna bowl?

We got actors here in the atmosphere,
So it’s the humble guys who be acting weird.
I’m in control of my life like I’m governing it;
So when I’m rapping my mind I’m never covering it; other than this.
I discovered that this is me actually discovering this,
To find out what my covenant is.
Under the cover of mist, I discover my fist,
Fix the rust on my wrist, now discover the risk.
You say I can’t fight, I do, I got it;
There be no more jumping though hoops like I’m Sonic.
This music’s done too much to remain untouched,
I go straight to the point like your veins are up.

E.Y.E, can I have a repeat?
I said E.Y.E, get them out of their seats.
Now, who you wanna know?
Now, who you gonna call?
Now, who you wanna bowl?

You can’t leave, you can’t leave you got to know me.
See leaves go feasting on my green sleeves.

Haters, haters, have got to get over me,
Because I can’t let them leave here stoning me.

E.Y.E, can I have a repeat?
I said E.Y.E, get them out of their seats.
Now, who you wanna know?
Now, who you gonna call?
Now, who you wanna bowl?

And I feel brand new, like my Adidas Sky Walkers vinyl brand shoes.
And I feel brand new since the first time Jay Z blazed straight though.
And I feel brand new, the culture I adopted I now dedicate to you.
And I feel brand new straight though, Hip hop thank you, thank you.

They call me E.Y.E, but not the initial;
Not the past gone but the Kingdom to come.
I dwelled in a world of middle class wives and sons,
Who yelled at their husbands when their pies were done.
There we would focus on a ford, and could afford a Nissan.
Now I’m poor so I paused, when I brought a biscuit.
It’s food for thought. Angels do fly by’s,
Taking shots at the white guy.
There some nice ties that I might try; but I’m not the suit type,
I’m just the one with the baggies not the gun.
But I bit the bullet, pull it, a picture perfect album.
Now I’m out Mums; I’m trying to be your prides; the alive and the gone.
I said this for the poor kids, with no flower beds and no opening orchids.
And maybe I should go and invest in a mortgage,
But music is the future I’m investing in your kids.

If you feel brand new, let the emotion evolve,
An emulsion of soul, polyifila the hole,
All the killers must go.
Cos I aint getting involved, I’m just letting it roll,
I think its better you know

And suddenly I was going from riches to rags.
Inherited money, please, that was blown mixing this track.
My friends and family wondering why I’m so into rap.
But I live to express so I guess that I live on the tracks.
Get it?
See I was humming in the summer breeze, jumping in those money heaps,
Running free, guzzling Sunny D.
Suddenly, something came over me first time I heard Hova speak,
Hold the beat. It was so unique.
So I know I have to grow my speech,
It spoke to my soul and in tow, I don’t even know my feet.
Grow to see, I have go from home and show on these T.V. screens
So that these meanies know it’s me. It’s me.

If you feel brand new, let the emotion evolve,
An emulation of soul, polyifilla the hole,
All the killers must go.
Cos I aint getting involved, I’m just letting it roll,
I think its better you know.

Third verse I preferred The Verve to Murs,
You don’t need to be a bad man to see the drugs don’t work.
I might be the little man in my Gran’s favourite picture,
But when I get this tune in I’ll play in those, stay in those radios
Like transmitters. Attract listeners.
Account I make you bounce when I get my check.
My interest invest when my speakers are wrecked and,
My set ends with your cassettes ejecting like chik- eeerrrrrrrrr...

And I feel brand new, like my Adidas Sky Walkers vinyl brand shoes.
And I feel brand new since the first time Jay Z blazed straight though.
And I feel brand new, the culture I adopted I now dedicate to you.
And I feel brand new straight though, Hip hop thank you, thank you.

Get out of my head.
If I’m left in charge its my repertoire,
Blessed with fresh energy, like I’m left to charge.
I aint saying I’m the best like the rest of you,
I just give it what I’ve got, give the rest to God.
‘But gosh, God knows, you’re so hot so...’
Foes roast in a heat wave when I drop flows.
Wow. I aint so proud of my pride; he has been growing up inside.
Although I like to shine, it aint appropriate at times.
In space continuum, I’m gonna keep that demon the other side.
He holler’s on my collar so he’s breathing down my sides.
My pride, pride...

My pride is the straw that broke the camels back,
Tommy Eye though a needle, I’m lost in hay stacks.
Now trace that. Quick, stick to the draw; paint by numbers the first and second war.
This makes me feel small, call the mouseketeer,
My floor boards squeak; there aint much in here.
The interior, exterior calm; inside my changing rooms, tombs rear to my fear.
It’s like I built myself. Self built like IKEA.
‘Well I helped!’
Insecurity’s here. I can’t kick him out, no security’s here.

Get out of my head.
You get me out of breath.
No, oxygen in my chest.
Get out of my head,
Who are you trying to test?
I aint leaving impressed.
I’m just feeling depressed.
How did you seep in my head?
Get out of my head.
Get out of my head.
Get out of my head.

Barclays’ wants to save me. Check all my demons.
Demons partly make me change like seasons.
Seasons. The Devil sunk his teeth in. People call me Legion.
Legions of demons creep round this region.
So drive me out to the Pigs; pulled over for my kosher
Now drive me off a cliff.
These little rotters leave trotter finger prints;
Custom weave custody, but please, not the kids.
We are not your possessions, we profess in what’s heavenly.
I track them, wack them, and then assassinate like Kennedy.
No, I won’t let those demons get to me.
No, I won’t let those demons get to me.
No, I won’t let those demons get to me.
No, I won’t let those demons get to me.

Never fall for those Mermaids in Jetpacks man.
They only fly away.

Never fall for those Mermaids, down by the ocean.
You’ve got grenades. They’ve got lotions.
You’ve got old age. You’ve got pensions.
They’ve got Olay. They’ve got fencing.
They’ve got security gates; the authorities make young in love sons much harder to break. Wait.
Yes I’ll come clean, I fancied a mate. You can’t get Ariel to your council estate.
She put her jetpack on now she’s gone, gone, gone.
She put her jetpack on now she’s gone. Gone.
I put my jetpack on now I’m gone, gone, gone.
She put her jetpack on now she’s gone. Gone.
The boy heard the sirens’ song; he went to sea world but only saw the sun.
She was bright, she was tight, she was nice, she was dope.
She had a fish tail, but we’ve all got faults.

She said
‘I just don’t know how to feel.’
He replied
‘I know exactly how you feel.’
She cried
‘I just don’t know if it’s real’
He said
‘I do, because I was thinking of you’

He hate the Lando, like he’s Han Solo.
Then he saw the mermaid, the aquarium promo.
Blinded by her beauty he had to read the sign in brail.
It read, ‘this mermaid has diamonds in her tail’.
He told her that they could escape not bail, but sail,
Get married, the ocean would be their hotel.
Dwell in a sea bed and breakfast, once rested they would find out where Atlantis is.
‘that’s romantic fish-girl, just imagine it,
Pack basking sharks and hampers with
Champers and sea cucumber sandwiches; that’s just one of the advantages of Manatee managers.’
They could scratch their initials on shipwrecks like vandal kids;
The difference is sharks can’t sue them for no damages.
The problem is though that they can’t light the candle sticks,
And she aint got no pockets. Do you know where the matches is?

She said
‘I just don’t know how to feel.’
He replied
‘I know exactly how you feel.’
She cried
‘I just don’t know if it’s real’
He said
‘I do, because I was thinking of you’

He’s like Jonah with no Nineveh.
He told Yah, ‘I want to live with her.
No doors in the coral, no privacy, her sea level is several above me.’
Swimming with women, so grows demanding. So sow a band in.
So goes the land and, so know your standing.
The boy got tuna fished, he so roe canned in.
Soaked trying to float in the rapids, with a heat made of stone.
Oh, the rocks got ragged. Where’s the girl gone? She should have held on
To his hand. Now the boy’s in the current; the girls lost in his past.
The ex of the pirates. The patch scratched his eyelids,
That’s why his iris, start to cry-th.
Put on your jetpack girl, it’s time to fly-th.

She said
‘I just don’t know how to feel.’
He replied
‘I know exactly how you feel.’
She cried
‘I just don’t know if it’s real’
He said
‘I do, because I was thinking of you’

I’m sorry to bring it up. I don’t want to hurt you.
But you were supposed to be my best friend.
That means you would do anything.
I guess our friendship needed testing,
And when that tends, we always end up wrestling.
Well right now, you’ve got me in a choke slam.
Fight now that you’ve got me on the ropes man;
Well times got real rocky.
How the hell did we end up boxing?

No more sunshine.
Well girl, you could be my sunshine you could be my world.
Well girl, you could be my sunshine you could be my world.

Let the whole world laugh at me,
Because they know it’s not happening.
We don’t converse anymore;
It’s worse than before.
Oh, I forgot, I’m not a footballer,
That means I’m not good for you.
Uh, uh, I aint kicking off;
My incomes down, i aint ever living up.
I spew words and I’m sick of it,
Because it’s like you aint listening.
So I made it my mission
To pray to God and thank him you’re a Christian.
Now envision him.
For Jesus sake, I aint ever giving in.
I dialled the Son; he said I’m too late, because the night time’s come.

No more sunshine.
Well girl, you could’ve been my sunshine you could’ve been my world.
Well girl, you could’ve been my sunshine you could’ve been my world.

I made a note and rewrote this third verse
Just because what you heard only made things worse.
And I don’t ever want to see you hurt girl.
Youth’s my blessing but it’s also my curse girl.
How could I be so young, so dumb,
I looked to the skies where the storm came from.
If there’s water in my eye, let it rain;
Your tears beat on my window pain.

Don’t stop me I’m gone.
Don’t chase me, I’m gone.
You can’t stop me I’m gone.
You can’t chase me I’m gone.

I transform if Yah renews my mind
I don’t mind, that means I’m in my Optimus Prime.
See, I’ve got two choices, protect or destroy;
Now watch as I fly robots in disguise.

They say to be a transformer
I got to grow enormous.
I can’t be a transformer,
They take shots and don’t even warn us.

I transform if Yah renews my mind
I don’t mind, that means I’m in my Optimus Prime.
I make Star-scream, I make rain mourn, my thought shower, turn it on,
I flow Cloudbursts. First I brain storm. Barricade? I call him tidal wave.
Tied in to Ultra Magnus, this is magnum opus so celebrate open the magnum
Toast this. I came to earth to find out what your energy’s worth?

What’s your energy worth? Huh?

They say to be a transformer
I got to grow enormous.
I can’t be a transformer,
They take shots and don’t even warn us.

Look at my name and all I leave behind.
I’ve got two choices, protect or destroy;
Now watch as I fly robots.
Books in my brain the way they read my mind.
They say to be a transformer
I got to grow enormous.
I can’t be a transformer,
They take shots and don’t even warn us.

I need to search for my human side.
You two faced quintessons, it’s you that infests them.
Sure Phoenix reborn sees the Unicon sound the horn from the ashes and attach to Galvatron.
Now where’s the Megatron? He’s left, he’s gone,
He’s latched on to Bumble Bee’s back and played all that Jazz
And made an Ironhide, because Eye only seem to crash,
Yes I only seem to crash.
Only seem to crash.

You ask me to be a transformer
You take shots and don’t even warn us.
You can’t ask me to be a transformer
You take shots and don’t even warn us.
You ask me to be a transformer
You take shots and don’t even warn us.
You can’t ask me to be a transformer
You take shots and don’t even warn us.
Take shots and don’t even warn us.

Got to be open, open to the reasons why I run,
And show them; show them why I left Cybertron.
So I focus, focus on the real side of Tom;
And I know them, know them all those reason why I’ve gone.
Gone.
Got to be open, open to the reasons why I run,
And show them; show them why I left Cybertron.
So I focus, focus on the real side of Tom;
And I know them, know them all those reason why I’ve gone.
Gone.

It’s always the same.
Professionals choke hold over four walls stone cold;
Home’s bulbs blow, our lights will ever glow.
Let them know, you shouldn’t cross investors,
But I’m sure I’m insecure, I’m going to get my first necklace.
Oh yeah you like that; killers are the realist and they always fight back.
But as a young Britain I can never write that;
My conscience gets covered when I buy a nice cap.
Oh, they think they like me, because I’m wearing Nikey’s,
Next they will want to ‘ice’ me, so cold.
Dolce price hikes me; Gabbana tries to blind me.
I no longer see what Christ sees, sailing on these high seas
Among these storms and crisis; Pieces aint happening.
This goes out to the dummies and the mannequins;
I bare your names; yeah I share the blame,
And say to sweat shop kids, man, I wear your pain.

Why’s these haters trying to take me?
It makes a young man go crazy.
I see Jesus and now nothing’s gonna phase me,
I pray to the God who made me, named me, changed me, raised me, save me.

I hit a brick wall so grow a lego row,
Techno duplo-cate the fall of Jericho.
And Jesus teaches that he’s the corner stone;
Crossed with the sticks, cast lots for his clothes.
The Son goes down. When I rest I stop,
As long as I’m fresh I don’t mess with God.
Oh yeah my prides back.
Killers are the realist? Why’s that?
Let me write this, I aint righteous so I need God to right this.
Cos right this minute I don’t know where the light is, my eyes are tightest,
The Eye is blinded. Brightness aint where the day or night is,
To find it, look where the Israelite is.
His Highness gives me hind sight to write this,
So don’t cut me down like you circumcised this.
I’m certain to burn like Sacrifices.

Why’s these haters trying to take me?
It makes a young man go crazy.
I see Jesus and now nothing’s gonna phase me,
I pray to the God who made me, named me, changed me, raised me, save me.
Why’s the Devil trying to take me?
It makes a young man go crazy.
I see Jesus and now nothing’s gonna phase me,
I pray to the God who made me, named me, changed me, raised me, save me.

I see you standing here; you relinquish all my fear,
You lift me where I can’t fly;
You whisper for me you’d die.
You wipe away my tears, in oceans when you near
You hold my hand and I can stand again.
I see you standing here; you relinquish all my fear,
You lift me where I can’t fly;
You whisper for me you’d die.

Why’s these haters trying to take me?
It makes a young man go crazy.
I see Jesus and now nothing’s gonna phase me,
I pray to the God who made me, named me, changed me, raised me, save me.
Why’s the Devil trying to take me?
It makes a young man go crazy.
I see Jesus and now nothing’s gonna phase me,
I pray to the God who made me, named me, changed me, raised me, save me.

I put my new shoes on...
I save some potential you can bank on that,
Hear sirens’ in the distance, you can dance to that.
Now photograph the scene, the wick burns both ends yet we still buy gasoline.
Now show them half the teens, pizza faced, stone baked, no side salad but plenty of green.
In the madness of scenes, you get shots like camera and rock like queen.
These things hold us back like detention kids, you can’t take hits writing sentences’.
Young people’s heroes of our time after school doing lines,
In the lockets of their pockets where they lock it, in the park is where they shine.
Our trench coat’s always lined; at least the insides,
We reap deep pockets for our lockets and we keep what we find.
We won’t cease till its time. Rocks that we climb are incidental, lots in decline died instrumental.
This is my memento; you can’t choice your memories- pockets full of menthol,
Fresh to death at the cemetery
I was sure to count my dentals.
If we’re not at war why’s my dealer in a trench coat,
If we’re not at war why’s my dealer in a trench coat.
If we’re not at war why’s my demons in a trench coat.
I don’t know so this evening I’ll let go, go, go.

I’m tired of these lessons,
All a trench is, is a deep side depression.
Build a trench, break ground, set precedence
Said prime ministers, said presidents.
Brit officers that used to hide for protection,
Burrowed in the furrow where they lost all connection...

Okay. Trench coat?
A twenty year old male who is of the option he requires recognition to be important, that’s a trench coat. It’s also too personal.
Another.
A young woman who secretly makes herself vomit after every meal, with the intention of becoming beautiful like the women she sees in her Vogue Magazines and on Holly Oaks. That’s a trench coat.
Watching Holly Oaks; that’s a trench coat.
A ten year old boy who is forbidden to morn his dead Grandfather because his Dad has always told him, ‘only girls cry’.
A teacher who tells a dysfunctional student that they will never amount to anything and yet has never seen that pupil on a football pitch.
A gay man who has never responded to the message of Jesus, because the Church has always judged him before it has loved him.
A whole generation who, get wasted before they help the poor. A generation identical to the one before.
That is a trench coat.
We peer out the protection of our ditch to take shots at the rest of mankind, as we ourselves, dodge the stray bullets of a fallen solider...
Trench coat.

You should see me when I rip off these clothes,
No S’s on my chest, just a man on the phone.
Take my boots n’ cape cos they’re all that I own;
And recognise me as the man that God knows.

Eye of the future, not an ex-super,
Man, Jerry Sigel needs to recall Lex Luther.
I’ve told you already, i don’t thrust D.C.’s,
Cos i aint Justice League, I am just being me.
Wearing my one piese that is customer weaved,
Plant stems in my cells, and I’ll grow as tough as Reeve.
You see? That’s why I always touch the sky;
My glasses and my Clarkes are not a good enough disguse.
I fly round planets daily, save me.
Karl-El was my baby, till he heat rayed me.
Man it killed, Gamma reels opened up a can of Eels,
And made me relies that Tommy Eye is no man of steel.
I’m talking X-ray, I.R. vision, Green Lantern, Microscopic,
Next day heat vision, Telescopic, Action comics.
Pride’s Kryptonite, just under a different name,
But Jesus crosses roads even if I miss his lane.

T, O, M, M, Y
That’s right
I’m moving tonight
L, O, N, D, O,N
It’s the E.Y.E and I’m home again.

I moved to the capital, with no capital,
My rent so high it swolled London Eye capsules.
Put us in a box and then it hot-boxed it,
At the top, blew clouds in the Big Smoke’s toxins.
No keys set me free, opportunities a-knocking,
The doors of corridors not opened up too often.
Rocking sound checks to invest in red notes,
In this emerald city- follow yellow brick roads.
It’s a techni-coloured land, not Kansas anymore,
I tapped my ruby shoes twice and landed though the storm.
Risked it though the blizzard, this is not a visit;
I came to make magic- I aint asking for no wizard.
You can say I will never make it- ‘Oh, isit!?’
I already made it if my flow aint made a rain check.
Whatever the season- heavily fall, colder than winter selling me coal;
My desire sets London on fire. If ever he goes , embers will glow.

Mother I’m gone, sorry to tell you in song.
Call me Mr Whittington.
Now I’ve moved to London.
And in these places alone
When I face this alone-
Well I’m home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m home.

I came to make a rap tape, now caught in the rap race-
Retail, females, skinny jeans to Fat Face.
So fly it’s Heathrow. So sick it’s terminal.
My temperature is heat stroke- you won’t need your thermals.
And these streets are paved with gold that trickles down the drains in roads
To the gutters where butter stains my toes.
We’re either homeless, or we got two homes; it’s
Dripping with the paradox- people are the coasters.
London bridges crumble inches, falling down over rivers
Of my dreams, and streams my glitches. You could say wood beams have drifted.
The river themes with little bends;
If it ends, then shivers send. You can see the ripples mend.
A sea of faces swimming in shall remain nameless;
They tread same pavement and concrete enslavement.
Our charge is congested- you can see the lights glow,
This city never sleeps cos it can’t afford the night-toll.

Mother I’m gone, sorry to tell you in song.
Call me Mr Whittington
Because I’ve moved to London.
In these places alone
When I face this alone-
Well I’m home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m home.

T, O, M, M, Y
That’s right
I’m moving tonight
L, O, N, D, O,N
It’s the E.Y.E and I’m home again.