You Need Me, I Don't Need You (Live At The Bedford) 作词 : Ed Sheeran 作曲 : Ed Sheeran Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound Playing a different show Every night in front of a new crowd That's new now, ciao, seems that life is great now See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud And I can't, no, I won`t hush I'll say the words that make you blush I'm gonna sing this now See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is I'm like glue, I stick to other artists I'm not you, now that would be disastrous Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you (at all) You need me I sing and write my own tune and I write my own verse, hell Don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell Call yourself a singer-writer you're just bluffing Your names on the credits and you didn't write nothing I sing fast, I know that all my s**t's cool I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School I came fast with the way I act, right I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe And I won't be a product of my genre My mind will always be stronger than my songs are Never believe the bulls**t that fake guys feed to ya Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia And musically I'm demonstrating When I perform live, feels like I am meditating Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me A young singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you (at all) You need me All I want in this cold world is to make music and use it Not to abuse it and get affected, infected with the who's who of music Who did it, who is it, who's in it or what the hell does it matter? Chitter chatter, don't matter what a yidder, yidder, yadder, it don't matter to me All I want is a bit of dignity in me to battle this industry freely To be me in this seedy, needy world, can you hear me? Hey, so I keep singing that When I first started this rapping s**t I felt pressure from haters Became invaded with sadists and just developed a hater radar And made for the stars, kept my grind in the dark And then appeared with a remedy kicking rhymes with a melody Hennesey shots and... all these fools on the block Who said you gotta be a gangster now to raise to the top? I'm just a normal, casual, usual, everyday type of guy.. Ready to die Ed Sheeran, Alone Star Coming out here freestyling with the guitar Cause I've forgotten the lyrics of this bit right here So I freestyle off the top of the bit with the.. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Mummy I've got the X if you're into taking drugs Into having ***, I ain't into making love Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough You can find me in the club, bottle full of bubbly Mummy I've got the X if you're into taking drugs Into having ***, I ain't into making love Come give me a hug if you're into getting rough You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you Cause you need me, man, I don't need you You need me My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning My eyes are red，I've been burning, I've been burning on a spliff off your high grade My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning, burning Now where I come from burning **** it is a habit A big fat bag of high grade ****, you know I got to have it Cos if I don't have it in my pocket I'm going to panic Cos like I said where I come from **** smoking is a habit Yup, we'll do da bun in the place up in the hood One of them things I have inherited like a ghetto man should One of them things is smoking **** it yes it makes me feel good Burning high grade sensimilla, yes it makes me feel But me is a man, ah, talk about sensimilla is a drug And if I start to smoke it I'mma-nna turn into a thug Where I come from that they talking could that only get you mugged Where I come from burning **** it is a blessing from above Where I come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub Where I come from yes we bun after we just-a make a love Where I come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine I blaze high grade **** all the time! Now my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you Okay so this is the breakdown bit where we get a little bit funky Ugh, and I forget about the whole week, you forget about the whole week, the whole weekend. Just forget about everything! Cause it's Sunday and we're all gonna get drunk after this and have a very very good time and I'm not stressed anymore. We're just letting it unwind I wanna split the room in the middle here. Who's up for that? Not, not, not literally. You don't have to literally divide It's all good, all good. Peace and love, peace and love and harmony What was I gonna say? This side, up there, are you with me? This side, up there, are you with me? Everyone scream as loud as you can! (screaming) Okay, so we found out that everyone's voices work This side, I'm not gonna insult you but you are West Ham, okay? You're West Ham, yeah? You're West Ham Football Club. Get in the geezer mode, yeah? This side, you're Millwall, yeah? You two, you two hate each other. You two are gonna beat each other at whatever you do, no matter what So if I give you something to sing, you have to sing louder than them If I give you something to sing, you have to sing louder than them Are you all up for that? Millwall, are you ready? (yeah!) West Ham, are you ready? (yeah!) Okay, West Ham, you sing this: You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you Millwall, you sing this: My eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, (my eyes are red!) (You need me, man, I don't need you) (You need me, man, my eyes are red!) You need me, man, I don't need you Millwall are winning I think My eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you One two... I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be Awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees Admiring the scene, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe Jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep Although my bloodshot whites and irises they never find any Clock stops at times where the sun shine can blind many Although my eyes are heavy, they won't be closing soon Cause I heard that time waits for nobody, I suppose it's true We make corrosive tunes with acid tabs and vocal booths To see the flashing lights at photo shoots, we make our motive moves I say whatever I feel to vent a rhyme So I can still invent the lines and stay close to the friends of mine Cause real recognise real is what my father says And I'll be sticking to this phrase until I pass away It's overworking, no sleep is just another way to die slow But I'll just keep going strong and never let my eyes close You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you I got my friend, very good friend Random Impulse He's gonna come up and he's gonna spit a few bars on the beat Everyone give it up for Random Impulse! Yo! In this game, I am my own damn man, no restriction, post or boundaries Spouting heat, hungry and my circle always round to eat Crossing circles, counting thousands at a thousand feet Counting sheep and he's sound asleep Summoned from the deep, now I float, to sink my boat, you'll need a thousand fleets Walk on any beat and stomp it like a thousand feet Talk is cheap, so I could treat you to my words for free Now that I'm out, man, I ain't playing like I hurt my knee It's common courtesy, I left you for a minute Now I'm back and packing punches like I'm Popeye popping spinach Eating every course... lunch, I ain't forgotten dinners Play guitars as well as bars so you ain't rocking with beginners Sorry, time's ticking, I can't mess with up-and-comers National lottery business, only winners have my numbers Man I'm nothing like you fronters, show you how it is I can't really do nothing for you 'less you got something to give, Ed! Cause you need me, man,I don't need you You need me, man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, my eyes are red You need me, man, I don't need you You need me I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic Gonna be breaking into other peoples tunes when I chase it And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift Into another rappers shoes using new laces Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the majors Nationwide tour with just jack, still had to get the bus back Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache I hit back when the pen hurts me I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee I'm still the same as a year ago But more people hear me though According to the MySpace and YouTube videos I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio Truly broke, never growing up call me Ruffio Melody music maker Reading all the papers They say I'm up and coming like I'm ******* in an elevator Later! Thank you Thank you so much! See you soon!