Fanatic - Funky DL

I’m a fanatic, from Midnight Marauders to Illmatic

Hip-Hop has carried me from dark times into ecstatic places

I’m working hard, at times for weeks I wouldn’t see no faces

I recognise so I’m just talking on the phone

Or looping up a bass and chopping up a trombone

I got that Dennison work ethic, but this a new home

And as the years passed I stopped fucking with UK

The love I had wasn’t reciprocated two ways

I mean the industry, not talking bout' the fans

The fans forever in my heart, I know they understand

But there’s some jealous artists who watched me climbing up the ladder

Working like the hardest and working like the smartest

Then this promoter booked me for a show at Cargo

She treated me like shit, I said what’s up with your bravado?

And I wasn’t even getting paid for the privilege

The kind of treatment that would make it hard to find forgiveness

And then a Journalist from Hip-Hop Connection

Reviewed The 4th Quarter and painted a misconception

I asked for a correction, cos it wasn’t an opinion

It was lies, the Editor told me that he would listen to my album

To see if that journalist’s words were dramatised

Called me back and told me next edition they’d apologize

But the damage was already done, I told him forget it and now they gone

But I’m here still son, I’m a fanatic (word up)

Fanatic

Verse Two

I took Social Services to Court cos' they were trippin'

They took it personal, but could of played ball from the beginning

Represented myself

The Judge told me that she really sympathised with my position

Thanking me for my petition, it’s a fucked up system

My Brother went missing, called the Police

They didn’t take it serious and listen til' my Father passed away

And then they found him

I’m in the Morgue looking at my Pops dead body

And surrounded by these people I don’t know

Can I get a moment please?

I know he’s deceased, but still I need some space to breathe

And take it all in, 2010 was like a blow to the chin and I sunk deep within

The next year I started Uni and my money was real low

But Parris spoke the truth to me and told me for real yo'

You gotta just adapt to everything that’s around you

No time for looking back, that’s why I say he’s a sound dude

A student in my class said she thought I was a hoodlum

And not because of anything I did

It’s cos she couldn’t see past the Nike Air’s and New Era Snapback

But I was reading every book in my backpack

I’m having flashbacks of sitting in the library, revising for my test

But at the very same time I be making all the beats for Jazzmatic

This music in my blood cos I always been a Hip-Hop fanatic (word)

Chorus/Outro

Fanatic, and you don’t stop

And you-and you-and you don’t stop

And you can’t-and you can’t-and you-and you-and you can’t stop

And you-and you-and you-and you-and you don’t stop

Uh, uh, yo, for real