Have you ever been at the bottom
Everybody around you seems to be progressin you feelin you been forgotten
Have you ever sat in your bedroom Stressing
And prayin to a higher spirit to ease you of this depression
Have you ever thought this ain’t for me
the stress is draining me
The pain is deep
Happy family’s are only make believe
Or am I tired and gassed I’m gettin tired of rap
You’ll never see no NY’s on my hat
Coz this is London the dungeon
home of the truncheons
where most minds are troubled so they need the herbs to function
And kids ain’t inspired by doctors in lavish mansions
Kids be inspired by shottas and gangster rappers
But how’d I know this cah this kid really lives it
To me becoming a doctor just isn’t realistic
But a rapper, yeah I’ll have a pop at dat
No grades needed just heart and I got a lota dat
Oi but real talks if I tried to make it truly
Take a look at my account and tell me how i’d pay for uni
Cah my mum isn’t and my dad isn’t
How can they when they ain’t got a pot to damn piss in
Mums a nurse her wage dropped but her tax risen
Angers got my thoughts corrupted wid these mad visions
And I be cash driven poverty motivates him
Been in a loada stations and never wrote a statement
I been through altercations that left me near to death
I could be doin years in the bin I’m feelin really blessed
I know my life is hard I smile you know
Cah theres people worser off so who am I to moan
I ain’t changed everythings the same brudda dial my phone
I don’t cry I laugh I don’t fuckin hide I march
I dont scream or shout claim to be the realest out
But dat darg ya wid is not ya friend if he ain’t been ya house
Everybody around you seems to be progressin you feelin you been forgotten
Have you ever sat in your bedroom Stressing
And prayin to a higher spirit to ease you of this depression
Have you ever thought this ain’t for me
the stress is draining me
The pain is deep
Happy family’s are only make believe
Or am I tired and gassed I’m gettin tired of rap
You’ll never see no NY’s on my hat
Coz this is London the dungeon
home of the truncheons
where most minds are troubled so they need the herbs to function
And kids ain’t inspired by doctors in lavish mansions
Kids be inspired by shottas and gangster rappers
But how’d I know this cah this kid really lives it
To me becoming a doctor just isn’t realistic
But a rapper, yeah I’ll have a pop at dat
No grades needed just heart and I got a lota dat
Oi but real talks if I tried to make it truly
Take a look at my account and tell me how i’d pay for uni
Cah my mum isn’t and my dad isn’t
How can they when they ain’t got a pot to damn piss in
Mums a nurse her wage dropped but her tax risen
Angers got my thoughts corrupted wid these mad visions
And I be cash driven poverty motivates him
Been in a loada stations and never wrote a statement
I been through altercations that left me near to death
I could be doin years in the bin I’m feelin really blessed
I know my life is hard I smile you know
Cah theres people worser off so who am I to moan
I ain’t changed everythings the same brudda dial my phone
I don’t cry I laugh I don’t fuckin hide I march
I dont scream or shout claim to be the realest out
But dat darg ya wid is not ya friend if he ain’t been ya house
Never met your family never seen you cry
Careful who you trust cah trust is why alotta people die
Gimme a reason why
I should give dam
I don’t need a gang all I’m tryna do is feed my fam
So bruddas show me paper
Gimme a second in the light so I can show the majors
What the roads created
I got the roads debating
I got a loads haters
I can’t teach you how to rap but I can show you basics
First off look at your life make it relevant
Find your flow get a pen da rest is heaven sent
I’m a wolf surrounded by sheep but I don’t get at dem
I step with dem I use my position here to shepherd dem
Cah I speak for those folks in the rain
Had love but thrown it away
Emotionally drained
No choice got a lot to say but got no voice
Lots of rage tryna make a livin from a honest wage
And there’s alotta days the parents feelin guilty
Coz they can’t afford to take there children on no holidays
But there friends can
The type a shit to throw a man over the edge fam
This is our life
No beaches no champs or first class flights
Nutten but dirty blocks and dirty star 9′s
Cah we alone here fresh 64
No pen wid me dawg write wid my cold tears
I don’t respect the rapper
rappin bout his gold chain
I respect the rapper
rappin wid da most pain
I don’t respect the rapper
rappin wid the most fame
I respect the rapper trappin in the cold rain
Look I’ma make it happen I’m a dragon
So I throw flames
Donny Dru Blu Dats a bold name!
Careful who you trust cah trust is why alotta people die
Gimme a reason why
I should give dam
I don’t need a gang all I’m tryna do is feed my fam
So bruddas show me paper
Gimme a second in the light so I can show the majors
What the roads created
I got the roads debating
I got a loads haters
I can’t teach you how to rap but I can show you basics
First off look at your life make it relevant
Find your flow get a pen da rest is heaven sent
I’m a wolf surrounded by sheep but I don’t get at dem
I step with dem I use my position here to shepherd dem
Cah I speak for those folks in the rain
Had love but thrown it away
Emotionally drained
No choice got a lot to say but got no voice
Lots of rage tryna make a livin from a honest wage
And there’s alotta days the parents feelin guilty
Coz they can’t afford to take there children on no holidays
But there friends can
The type a shit to throw a man over the edge fam
This is our life
No beaches no champs or first class flights
Nutten but dirty blocks and dirty star 9′s
Cah we alone here fresh 64
No pen wid me dawg write wid my cold tears
I don’t respect the rapper
rappin bout his gold chain
I respect the rapper
rappin wid da most pain
I don’t respect the rapper
rappin wid the most fame
I respect the rapper trappin in the cold rain
Look I’ma make it happen I’m a dragon
So I throw flames
Donny Dru Blu Dats a bold name!
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