My Name - Henry Taylor

Wham bam here i am

The disappointment, just ask my mum and dad

Some entertainment as i start my programme

So watch this car crash like you’ve got a dash cam

Im fed up tryna fit in, so everything thats getting written

After its been spitten, leaves you smitten like a kitten

Till you get pissed then, leaves me scratched and bitten

I won’t be bitter, more of a larger sipper

Yea I’m from Britain, and my life ambition

Is to make my mark, like the shit you sit in

So i hope your listening, and your interested

Cause i killed the old me, and i left no witnesses

Unfortunately i felt he had his limitses

Cause people only seemed to see him as a gimmick kid

So now i use my real name is this rap game

Attract fame, as start to state my mandate

Aww wait I’m already late, for fuck sake

You don’t need to know my name

Cause everywhere i go, people know the flow

You don’t need to know my name

Its the art that matters not the name of the rapper

You don’t need to know my name

State my claim to this game without gaining the fame

You don’t need to know my name

So are you feeling this, because i feel I’m killing it

I invest in the tech not to browse the internet

But to address these other rappers who live in ignorance

I only want fame to spread my influence

Because i know my reign could be limitless

I’m being serious, like a girl on her period

If you won’t protest and doubt my reason for doing this

I’m gonna fuck you up and it won’t be intimate

Ill be ripping up and tearing up, this other work, I’ve had enough

Make hits like a upper cut, while I’m speaking double dutch and a bunch of

other stuff

I’m flow is getting so hot, i must have forgot to turn the oven off

And if you can’t stand the heat then get out of the kitchen

Id call you bitch cause all your doing is bitching

But I’m trying to do things different i don’t want to be sexist

But to the pc freaks, who get hurt when something offensive get mentioned

Go and fuck yourselves like mutual masturbation

You don’t need to know my name

Cause everywhere i go, people know the flow

You don’t need to know my name

Its the art that matters not the name of the rapper

You don’t need to know my name

State my claim to this game without gaining the fame

You don’t need to know my name

It’s evident ever since no longer spit as hesitant

Words become more relevant as they have the resonance

Its hitting me i can be the epitome of the MC

Tied together neatly, completed with my artistry

‘This guy he’s an artist?

man he’s just a rapper'

When i used to tell you that, all i met was laughter

Transition into music could art be a factor

I wonder would you be thinking that if I was an actor

If I was into fashion, if I was a writer

Yet you put me in a box ugh, so now I’m a fighter

Distractions, impacting, So up till its lighter

Reaction in action when i pull an all nighter

I’m spitting to the rhythm to release my inhibitions

No ones listens, a condition of the system that we live in

So commission a submission, an addition to this edition

Is it art that I’ve written, am I an artist or musician

The definition missing and thats only the beginning

You don’t need to know my name

Cause everywhere i go, people know the flow

You don’t need to know my name

Its the art that matters not the name of the rapper

You don’t need to know my name

State my claim to this game without gaining the fame

You don’t need to know my name