Liiines

here are the correct lyrics:

I keep on scribbling In the spare room I'm living in Body's here but I'm never in Why do I keep wasting time

I keep on writing, writing But them folk aint biting, biting Maybe the bait aint juicy enough So I'm switching, chucking spice in Add some flavour, up the heat, silly rhymes and three-time beats, yeah

But that aint me, nah, nah, nah It just aint me So like me or lie to me These are the words that just be true Sending them out with love and faithfully, Hopefully, they'll mean something to me cause

Life is too short to store our grudges Life is too long to make no plans I'm counting up time that I aint using (1,2,3,4...) I need a good use for all these lines, and lines, and lines, and lines...

Basically Ghostpoet is saying that he's been working away trying to write lyrics but he's had to keep on working at it as popularity didn't come at first... I.e. them folks aint biting

So in order to appeal more he thinks about making the tracks and lyrics juicier, but then realises that's not him, and he just needs to be true.

Definitely the feeling of lot's of time passing, Ghostpoet trying and working hard, and writing lot's and lot's of lines.. "I'm counting up time that I aint using, I need a good use for all these lines".

This is a really great track, glad we have yet another original rap style. Reminds me of when roots manuva came along