When I was young (15),
I was a punk, ripped jeans.
Never lungin piff,
I was fed up of bunnin the grit weed.
So in due time, I grew mine to try some.
Now I got a line for my food and I'm nice up.
Back in the day,
I was trapped in an estate,
Where the man were giving hand jobs for smack, rock, and 8’s.
I was livin in a stand- off; the rats were on a race.
But now I'm spittin raps songs, their tryin’a kat my name.
This is the gang,
meet all of the man,
Greetings and welcome to the We Are Dubist fam!
Let me intro - drop all of the info on the clan,
dressed in smoke so blessed, it’s the We Are Dubist camp.
I sit back, my spliff’s packed fulla squidgy black,
I hit a bong of cheese, bangin beats,
and I'm relaxed.
You’ll never catch me bunnin thai,
I want it ripe to light up.
So when I'm on Wally’s drive,
that’s right, I’m nice up.




Famalamalam I’m Nice Up,
I got gramalams like Bamalam I’m Nice Up,
On the camalam at Battle ‘amp’! I’m Nice up,
Swing me the fire, sit back and light up. x2

It was a while back, jackin off to wild mags and orgies,
this was in the isle fam, stores would escort me!
I’d imagine raggin whores, slammin them on 4 knees,
I was young but now I'm hung, lappin up a porn feast.
Sundays were mundane, praying with them hypocrites
I’d rather bun grade or play the village idiot,
The thin and thick of it,
I want mine to wise up,
spirits live a long time if you’re on a Nice Up.
So rise up in harmony,
fight for the dance of peace,
Then get high,
Plant your seed brother,
farm your weed.
Pass your green to right hand for wisdom,
I never pass it left, that’s the mark of death. (Tradition)
So listen up,
I'm billin up a rip help me fill it up!
Then two lips on a tulip,
this kings come to kill his lungs.
But it’s a minor, so pass me the lighter,
then I’ll spit a bar for a laugh and its fire!

HOOK

The government is tight up,
their buggering our lives up,
Fuck david Cameron!
I'm stabbin him
With my love.
And I might just, some - times be hyped up.
But it’s alright, I'm on a vibe and I’m Nice Up.
If I hyper ventilate mentally,
then sensi weed generates stimulation oh so so gently.
And when I'm on road an ongoing tendency,
I'm on a combo of Strongbow, skets and weed.
Yeah it sets me free, and I can rest in peace.
I bun my cess, hug a dread, and I forget my beef.
If you try ruck, my 1 sign will rise up,
fuck a blood fight cu tough guys are Nice Up.
Alie? Am I wrong?
I tried to write strong,
And when I died I could dine, am I in time god?
So just remember that,When I'm at the end of pad
And when and I'm dead, they’ll reflect,
and they’ll tell em that...

Famalamalam he was Nice Up,
He had gramalams like Bamalam and Nice Up,
On the camalam at Battle ‘amp’! so Nice up,
Now he’s even higher, entirely Nice Up! x2