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1. |
Monkey On Your Back
01:36
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Back again
And it’s academic I top the class
In a time when it’s common to be a copycat
I’m the iconoclast
Rap has become a comedy act
And I could cry but you’ve gotta laugh
At them, and hold back applause
Get on a track and then snap
Like velociraptor jaws
There’s nothing I endorse
About being mediocre
I push the glass ceiling
Until I fatigue my shoulders
I know we’ve become a culture
Addicted to serotonin
And you’ve let your phone
Completely control ya
There’s a monkey on your back
And it keeps leaning over
Checking for likes from people
That don’t even know ya
Every hour take a photo
And put a post up
Popularity vote
Who gets the most love?
But I’ve always been opposed to
Trying be a poser
Not quite the poster boy
For this dystopia
Pardon the Charlie booker impression
It’s just I find myself stuck
On this question
How come we’re dependent
On something as dumb as
Wanting attention
And looking for mentions
And what’s the obsession
With what is trending?
But if I was to be honest with myself
This crazy world
Is gonna make me contradict myself
Coz ill write this, record it
Film and upload it
And be absolutely gutted
If nobody takes notice
Are all of us just seeking approval?
A continuation of teacher and pupil?
Is that what we’re content
To be reduced to?
‘Cause I believe in being authentic
And being true to
Your inner vision, your intuition
That’s everything
You’re trying to stand out
But you’re only blending in
Don’t be a hard rock
When you really are a gem
‘Cause you only ever win
When it’s truly genuine
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2. |
4U
01:56
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The way that you inspire me
Puts me in touch with a higher me
Your words have always been like a seed
The way that they took root inside of me
You said the day I decide to be
Who I’d like to be
Unimaginable change will happen silently
I didn’t quite believe what you said
But I tried to be open to it
You said ‘Go and do it
Give it a try, you’ll see’
I had that young stubborn pride in me
But I think I get you finally
‘Cause now on a night when I try and sleep
The irony
I’m kept awake by a dream
And its only ‘cause I observed ya
For many a year
On my own
I’d have definitely swerved
Lost control
Hit the central reserve
And exploded
But you kept me focussed
And set me to work
And it worked
‘Cause I was in a strange head space
May as well have been living on Mars
But when I needed to be
Brought back to Earth again
You would do it with a kick up my arse
That tough love
Gloves off, knuckle up
Bust up
Lesson is hard learned
But it stuck good
You set me on the straight on and narrow
Taught words are weapons
And that gave me ammo
You told to me never waste an arrow
Prepare for war and embrace your battles
And on them nights
When I staying at home
Your influence pours out
While play piano
Crazy I know
In a way, a collabo
How your legacy
Is integrated into my flow
And if there’s an inch of me
That hints at greatness, I owe
It all to you
And I just wanna say it so ya know
I just wanna say it so ya know
I just wanna say it so ya know
I just wanna say it so ya know
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3. |
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I only write what I know
Show my life when I flow
Every line’s a window
You see inside of my soul
All the highs and the lows
And all the driving to shows
Spending nights on my own
Spitting rhymes on the road
The freestyling, the poems
The piles of notepads
I go back through ‘em
View ‘em as memories
It’s like they’re photos
I’ve got my nose to the grindstone
I’ll take it if you’re not giving
Not quitting yet, you’d have to
Take away my oxygen
I’ve done my share of door banging
And lock picking
I learned that when opportunity knocks
Listen, open up
The plot thickens
Leave the blocks quick
And I’m sprinting
‘Cause the clocks ticking
Do not quit and
I’m gripped by the mystery of life
My intuition kicking in
Convincing me I’m right
As inch by inch I see the light
That which was depleted
I plead to return to me
That energy, that urgency
That burning desire, that fire and furnace heat
That perseverance
That work ethic, that perspective
That passion just to try something
And not perfect it
That curious journey
That willingness to be confused in your thirties
That humility to embrace a skill
That’s new and to learn it
Those conscientious moments of
Gently spoken compliments
That compliment that
Non-judgemental openness
That magnum opus, that classic
That creative habit, that became automatic
That patient craft and
That spontaneous magic
That irresistible idea
That persistent inspiration
That pain, that anger, that fury
That conviction, that impatience
That blind faith
That ignorance to drive on
And never apply brakes
Convinced the road you’re on
Is the right one
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4. |
I Hear You
01:35
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In a world that you feel lost inside
And ostracised
Your hope’s been demolished by
The routine of a constant grind
You’ve been robbed and demoralised
Your ideologies compromised
You’re suffering from a loss of pride
Your mind is boggled
And you just bottle that all inside
There’s no-one there to apologise
Or reassure you its all alright
Then them familiar thoughts arrive
And they reoccur in your tortured mind
What have you done in the last year
Wait
What have you done in the last four or five
You could have been back
Through college twice
Retrained and got qualified
But whether you’re a scholar
Or blue collar
This is going on in all our lives
But rarely do we every stop and try
To discuss and acknowledge why
Or diagnose why we
Feel like this
We’re just told it’s what
Real life is
But I can’t lie, it’s not pleasurable
Every time that I see you like this
It’s evident
You’re buried under your worries
And they’re like sediments
They’re multi-layered
And they’re getting thick
So I’m telling you
If there’s anything
That you need to get off your chest
Well then
Don’t be hesitant
Don’t ever think
If you ever call me
I’ll never pick up
‘Cause I would drop everything
To just let you vent
‘Cause venting helps
I know it’s taboo to talk mental health
But let’s talk this out
And be self centred
‘Cause that might lead
To a centred self
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5. |
The Apple Loosens
02:22
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I step back from my set backs
Reset what I’m thinking
Roll my head back
And stay steadfast in my vision
‘Til the day I’m pissing in bed pans
And I’m dribbling
I set standards
So you can expect that lyricism
A disciplined master
Made a death pact with ambition
Now let that sink in
While this next chapter is written
They said they were real
They were Ex-machina really
While I’m exact as Pep’s tactics
At Manchester City
That Ex Factor
Way more Lauryn Hill
Than Simon Cowell
I int hyper now
I quietened down and I’m the wise old owl
Work smarter not harder
Carve a niche
Start believing even deeper
‘Til I start to part the sea
Pushing the next phase
Of evolution after human
Lucid visions and
My pituitary gland protruding
Isaac newton type of insights
The apple loosens
Looking at the world
As if it’s Fibonacci’s blueprint
Set to the soundtrack
Of a Vivaldi movement
Either I’ve tapped into something
Or it’s a wild illusion
A mile in my shoes’d tire you out
I’ll make a guess
You’re perspiring now
You can tell I’m an intense fella
Used to go out and drink ten Stellas
Now I spend the weekend in my cellar
Developing magic
Like Penn and teller
Ladies and gentlemen
Tell a friend
I’m intelligent, zealous
And zen mellowed
While you vent jealous energy
My pen tells a
Story that won’t end
‘Til I fill every tent at Coachella
I embellish any beat that I vocal
And compel you respect it
Like the reaper approached you
I don’t need to know you
I know life, and I trust it
I glow where there’s no light
I’m so bright and illustrious
And its a cold climate
A slow climb to the summit
So I hold tight, I’m focused
My whole mind is adjusted
I’m here, fully present
And ready to play the long game
In a world of vacant souls
Who desperately want fame
They’re willing to do anything
If it gets ‘em on stage
You just know they’re gonna
Miss their integrity one day
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6. |
It's OK
02:32
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If you’re anything at all like I am
You’re probably just
Finding your way
If the extent of your
Whole life plan
Is to get to tonight from today
If your A to B
Is go from day to day ‘cause C
Is too far away to see
It’s safe to say you’re basically
The same as me
Excuse my French but
C’est La Vie
And oh my good gosh
In another life
I could have been a scientist
Or summat like
A psychiatrist
But I couldn’t quite
Get my mind off of this
I don’t know why I love to write
Maybe something
Subconsciously drives me
Like an underlying urge
To put in rhyme
What I can’t say everyday
In my normal life
Or a need to leave a legacy
For when I die
I don’t know what it is
But it is what it is
So I take it and go with it
From fifteen to fifty years old
If it comes down to it
‘Cause I can’t quit
I won’t quit
It’s not just a cliché
It really does control me
It’s as if my soul itches
And I don’t think
That all that glitters is gold
I know the difference
So I hope that you don’t think
That this is just a
Vain stab at show-business
Stab a vein, I’m so addicted
I wake up in cold shivers
They tell me stop, I won’t listen
From ’06
Every lyric I wrote since
Had me convinced
It’d cause me to blow up
And it didn’t
It’s funny to be broke
And never to have felt so rich
Somebody told me
That his folks split up
And he couldn’t cope with it
But he took
Something that I wrote
And it suddenly injected
All this hope in him
And so winning is subjective
And if you don’t know
What the definition
Of success is
Every day you’re redefining it
The more that you’re aligning
With your purpose
You’re realising your worth
Finally you’ll see that light
Then real life will emerge
And I used to be certain
That being alive is a burden
But I’m telling you
Being alive is a blessing
It’s just there’s often a disguise
That it’s dressed in
Life is a riddle
We’re just trying to guess
And every answer we get
Only gives rise to a question
We try decipher it
But can’t decide if
It’s all just been
Designed this way
Or if our mind is a mess but
We were not put on this planet
Just to carry
That subconscious baggage
See everyone’s a different shade
Of fucked up and damaged
But let’s talk about the courage
We pluck up to manage
‘Cause that’s where the story is
And that’s where the glory lives
And if you can see
Beauty in your struggle
Even if it’s only subtle
You are victorious
So if you’re anything
At all like I am
You’re probably just
Finding your way
But I never met anybody
Who wasn’t lost
So I hope you realise
That’s OK
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7. |
Can't Afford To Not
02:08
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I walk around like
Nothing really bothers me
And I was just a little boy
It’s not that I’ll live forever
It’s just while I’m here
I’m trying to enjoy
I think we’re wasting our time
Spending all our days on the grind
For a wage
And all we get with that wage
Is get by
Six million ways to die
Choose life
Boots ties too tight
Loosen up and act your shoe size
We’re balling on a budget
But no need to have your balls
In a bunch ‘cause we’re broke
Being boring is bullshit
I can pretend that my
Bank account’s huge
If you can pretend
Them hand me downs are new
Two of your finest
No frills vodka please
We can still get smashed
In this economy
The party’s on the streets
The bar’s the corner shop
Don’t say you can’t afford to
You can’t afford to not
And that girl who was looking at you
Who you was thinking
Was out of your league
Well she’s thinking the same
About you
So get up and talk to her
‘Cause she’s getting impatient
She’s ‘bout to leave
She’s only human
She’s just the attractive kind
She wipes her arse too
Just don’t make that your
Chat up line
The point I’m making
Is there’s no pedestal
And worst comes to worst
She says no
Is that so terrible?
You got your whole life ahead of you
Nothing but time
There’s a whole world to explore
Don’t get lost in your mind
And tonight
Nobody’s watching
So mistakes are allowed
So you could either concentrate
On the sun rays or the clouds
So either focus on the positives
And wish for the best
Or never try
Watch her walk out
And sit there depressed
There’s some eye contact
Now take action before it stops
But don’t say you can’t afford to
You can’t afford to not
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8. |
Second Childhood
01:46
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Remember when we were kids
How everything that we did
Had no responsibility with it
And stress didn’t exist
Felt like simply existing was bliss
But the older that we grew
We were opening up to
A whole new reality and
So we broke from our cocoons
And flew
On to our new roles and our pursuits
But you
Always seemed to wanna hold on to your youth
Most of us worked our arses off
Left college
Went to uni or we started jobs
Dreamed big
Met our other halves
And partnered off
Became fathers
And you just stood in the starting blocks
Clinging onto the things you know
Pretending you didn’t hear that pistol go
I mean, if you never set off
Then the risk is low
But so are the odds
You’ll ever win a gold
My friend life
Will leave you behind
If you don’t move with it
You can’t compete with time
And them seconds pile up
And them hours compound
And reality hits when
That first grey hair sprouts
You believe that
You’ll get a second childhood
As long as you bury yourself
In denial enough
I remember that time, you said
‘Everybody dies
So what’s the point in anything
Why should I even try?’
Carry on, but while I listen
I hope you don’t mind
If I pull out my invisible violin and
Don’t be thinking that you’re blessing us
With some higher wisdom
‘Cause all it is some
Over-the-counter nihilism
Bro, life is for living,
Every drive, every instinct
Is tuned for you to grow
So why would you resist it?
And if you spend the present
Being obsessed with past
All you have to look forward to
Is looking back
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9. |
Such A Pleasure
02:49
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And it’s such a pleasure
I’m yet to find something better
Live on the stage for the people
It feels orgasmic every time we come together
Anytime I thought I should quit
Was summat like a panic attack
But me quitting what I love
John Lennon on LSD
Could not imagine that
It’s the nature of the beast
You can’t sit at my table and eat
‘Til you understand the process
First come the ideas
Then the labour, then the feast
The funny shit people say to ya
Like don’t work too hard
And don’t worry Rob you can’t win em all
Nice one mate, ye, but YOU can’t
I find truth in the lab
Like a scientist
All the potential I have
I just begun applying it
Maybe it’s the top shelf liquor
But I feel in high spirits
I just wanna spit for the crowd
‘Til they’re kicking me out
And I’m going over my time limit
I was born to rock
From the freestyles
Outside the corner shop
To the coroner
I’m the author that wrote the score
For the orchestra to perform
All just for the applause of the audience
In other words I serve and you receive
You turn up to my church and you believe
And for that I tip my hat
I just hope you understand that I live for that
So what you give me I give more back
Reciprocity in this format
Is a recipe to bridge all gaps
Lost faith?
We can restore that
One day it may all make sense
I just highly doubt it will
So I stopped dreaming of Hollywood
Now I’m like Robin Hood
Out with a pouch to fill
All the time on the couch I killed
Using every ounce of will
To pray for a big house
‘Til I snapped out of it and I realised
I should probably learn how to build
Everybody’s got a thousand skills
My grandparents worked out of a mill
Now my generation are unfulfilled
If we see our life end without a mil
My how times have changed
But the material inside our brains
Is still precisely the same
Makes you think
How we’re lied to and trained
I meet small minds all the time
And they say
That I’m too big for my boots
But it’s on the contrary
I’ve just got big shoes to fill now
Since my soul grew
I get reoccurring nightmares
Of living in a card box
It’s why I’m banging all the doors down
‘Cause I’m from
The school of hard knocks
People tell me that I’m underrated
And that I deserve more
I tell em
Well then there’s only one way to get it
‘Cause you only ever get what you work for
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10. |
For The Artists
02:17
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I wrote this
For the artists, for the painters
For the poets
For the rappers, for the writers
And composers
For the illustrators and vocalists
The world needs you
More than you know it
And at your lowest
At your bleakest and
Darkest and brokest
At your weakest
When it’s hardest to focus
And it all feels hopeless
The world needs you
More than you know it
Do what you love and
You won’t work a single day in your life
But a word of warning
Before you take that advice
You might have to work
A part time job in a call centre
To afford rent to do what you love
But it won’t be forever
Suffer now and
Celebrate in the future
Take that ball of clay and
Gradually reshape it to suit ya
Until it starts to consume your life
The amount of work you put it in
I mean, it’s verging on violating human rights
It’s why it’s late and
You’re still wide awake on Tuesday night
Ten thousand hours?
Child’s play, you’d do it twice
Ideas show up
When it’s most inconvenient
Try going to sleep but
Passion is so disobedient
And this isn’t a choice
It’s more of an obsession
As your one track mind
Prioritises progression
Though you may never
Get your day in the sun
Fame, riches and wealth
Well they may never come
And some may say it was in vain
And they may claim that you’re dumb
To chase what you love
When you could have just
Played it safe and got a stable income
But they will never know
The place you come from
So they won’t understand
Your rationale
So never feel like you have to
Ration your passion out
And I wrote this
For the artists, for the painters
For the poets
For the rappers, for the writers
And composers
For the illustrators and vocalists
The world needs you
More than you know it
And at your lowest
At your bleakest and
Darkest and brokest
At your weakest
When it’s hardest to focus
And it all feels hopeless
The world needs you
More than you know it
The world needs you
More than you know it
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They want to blame young
Jason for his anger issues
He threw a chair at his teacher
Now he’s banned from his school
Seldom do they expel
Students on first strike
But they feared an outburst
Might well occur twice
Add that to the fact he
Spent most of the term refusing
To turn up to his classes
And how fast he had turned a truant
A year or two ago
He was a determined student
Now he spends his days
In a pupil referral unit
At his old school
Three boys are celebrating
They used to tell him on his break
That they would sellotape him
To a chair
And they’d take him to the stairs
And they’d place him
At the top and threaten to
Push him off so his head’d cave in
And every lesson
Jason’d look over at them
One would pick up a roll of tape
And then throw it at him
This type of bullying occurred for a year
Jason told his parents
But they were not concerned
And still
Three boys had picked
Jason to be their victim
For no other reason
Than they saw a weakness in him
And they’d just been conditioned
To pick out their prey
To establish themselves at the top
Of the food chain
Though they were all full
Of weaknesses as well
They just deflected it
And kept the secret to themselves
And they projected all their
Anger and frustration
Onto Jason
And now the bullying has changed him
‘Cause in his first week
Inside the referral unit
He picked out a small boy
That looked nervous to him
He told him you don’t wanna
Mess with me you wouldn’t dare
I’ll push you down the stairs
While you’re sellotaped to your chair
And sure enough another
Couple kids aligned with him
And Jason had a crew
And no-one tried to fight with him
And so the cycle repeats
The predictable sequence
Of anger, fear
Violence and secrets
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12. |
Why I Changed My Name
03:51
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They call me Flash
I strike then I’m gone
That was the
Opening line
The first time
I ever recorded
My rhymes on a song
Fifteen and
My writing was strong
Well maybe strong
Is an overstatement
But for God’s sakes
I was fifteen
Try and tell me
I’m wrong
My ego swelled
Like a
Pregnant woman’s heels
And I’m a big deal
Best rapper
In Huddersfield
OK I may have
Been delusional
In my youth
But all of us were
And I’m only
Human though
I used to wish
That I had grown up
In the Bronx
It makes me cringe
When I go back
To my old songs
I was detached
From reality back then
So I took on
A persona and
Altered my accent
All the
Americanisms
And all the various bits
Of slang
I was saying
They weren’t very
Convincing
You may not notice
Or think its unimportant
But I tried
To subtly disguise
That I’m northern
Like of instead
Of make
I would say MAKE
And instead
Of fake I would say
...
Well exactly
So there’s a
Little insight
To the identity crisis
Happening inside
I adopted
Hiphop culture
In minutes
Double XL hoodies
And fitteds
I studied the image
But was it pure?
I cannot be sure
Was I anything more
Than just a caricature?
Was jack flash
A character
I manufactured for
A disguise?
I could hide
Behind that mask
That I wore
I always had that
Persistent feeling
That It wasn’t real and it’s
Just a subculture
I found appealing
‘Cause it meant
That I could be
Someone I’m not
In another life
I could have
Been an emo
A punk
Or a goth
I wrestled with that
But I came
To the conclusion
Fashion
Appearance
And fake names
Are illusion
But the love
You feel
That’s real
And I felt nothing stronger
Than I when I
Put my songs on
Like GangStarr
Big Pun, Mos Def and Kweli
Big L, 2pac
Nas, Brother Ali,
Wu-Tang, Kanye
Eminem and Jay-Z
They were idols
Teachers
And mentors to me
They were a window
To another life
If there was
Something that I
Was troubled by
I could put
My headphones on
And shut my eyes
And a different part
Of me would come alive
Then I was struck
By this feeling that
I just wanna write
And they say when you make
Your early stuff
The first thing you
Do is emulate
So I tried to be
The things I listened to
But the irony
Was I believed
I was original
But it wasn’t till
I found myself in Brooklyn
That I was told to stop
Following footprints
And to go my own way
Even if that means
Going in a direction
That nobody has been
Be yourself
That’s easy advice to give
But it’s hard to take
You must analyse
How you live
And be objective
In your assessment
And that means
Prolonged periods
Of intense reflection
So I thought about
Who I am
And who I’m not
I hid away
And I shed skin
And I mourned the loss
I reinvented myself
And followed my heart
And I thought back
To where all
Of this started
I took the name
Jack Flash at fifteen
And since then
A lot of people
Asked what it means
You might have guessed
It’s the Rolling Stones song
Or the Whoopi Goldberg film
But you’re wrong
In fact
I used to call myself
Jack The Rapper
And I’m not
Even called Jack
So yeah
That was backwards
I had some friends
Who were
Hardcore stoners
A couple of them
Decided that they’d try
And grow some
They were flicking through
A catalogue
Of weed strains
All different types
Of seeds that
Had weird names
And there was one
Called Jack Flash
And my friend said
You should call yourself that
And then I did
It’s great that init?
I’m not joking
And in a years time
I’d stopped smoking
A confused name
For a confused boy
On a life long journey
To find his one true voice
But he can’t do it
With two names
So something must give
At a crossroads
With a dilemma
I’m struggling with
How can I be honest
With the music I make
When the name
That I’m using is fake?
It’s a long road back
To where I’ve come from
They call me flash
I strike then I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
So from now on
It’s Rob Bradley
And I know that’s
Not exactly
Exciting and
It doesn’t scream superstar
But eventually
The only thing
Left to be
Is who you are…
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Jack Flash London, UK
Jack Flash, known offstage as Rob Bradley, is a versatile artist based in West Yorkshire. With a sound grounded in hip-hop, he’s evolved his craft by seamlessly blending rap with raw, stripped-back acoustic elements. He’s celebrated for his insightful storytelling, astute social observations, and the distinct razor-sharp wit characteristic of his Northern British roots. ... more
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