[Intro: David Blaxk]

I'm so lyrical, it's criminal

These analogue niggas

Forgot I'm moving digital

They step into the ring

Before they ever did a physical

You never walk alone

Attack philosophy is Liverpool

But when you're 10th

Getting wrapped is pretty typical

Come here rookie

Let me show you what this mic do

Slew you, and your whole crew too

I'm sick of these punks, see em like tofu

[Hook]

Got beef

On your plate

Imma back it like stew

Switch up the rassclaat genre

Going off track, like the weave on your mums do

Turn these words into paper

This beat into pence

Imma rip this beat

Turn the speaker to shreds

[Verse 1: David Blaxk]

Meds

Take em when you need em

Enforcers take our freedom

Go arrest him coz he's black

Don't have to give a boy a reason

I've been told by the system

My kind end up in prison

And these youngers need some hope

That's why we hold on to religion

Listen, take him round the corner

He'll see another him

In the bin, getting money slim

Weed up in his gyms

Hold on

Getting money slim

Weed up in his gyms

Do your thing, stop meddling in

Drug engineering

Wann' be big boss

Top boy

Man in the streets

Cuh, you hear them boy on road

Are getting bands in the street

A rare cut diamond, if you down

You can get it

Spit a 16

Make I, scream

Like a frozone diabetic

If it aids you, then let it

Try it 3 times don't forget it

Just re-up, I'll repent

I know you tryna get it

Wann' be big boss

Top boy

Man in the streets

'Cuz, you hear them boy on road

Are getting bands in the street

Now u wanna build a stack

You're a target you see

Get pegged with a bullet

Like a dart in the streets

[Hook]

Got beef

On your plate

Imma back it like stew

Switch up the rassclaat genre

Going off track, like the weave on your mums do

She said she said, she said

Turn these words into paper

This beat into pence

Imma rip this beat

Turn the speaker to shreds

[Verse 2: David Blaxk]

Green Bay packing

Passing yards amazing

Got em touchdowns

Now the studios ablaze, and

Alex on the mantle

Pure fire he creating

Got a DJ, and a singer

Yours truly, in the making

What's up?

So now I'm tasting mula

I'm debating

On how to change

Or re-arrange

The world we're tryna live in

This roller coaster living

It's difficult we're sinning

Coagulate your brain when the bass hits

Your eardrum

Controlled, oh

But

When I go, I get him

I'm gone, uh

I might approach him (get him)

I flow, like molten in the mud

Plot hot

So I spit it fast to get it off my tongue

Hot rock

So it's easier to break

It into crumbs

Whole block

Movin food

Can't understand why we're still hungry

Your life depends on loyalty

You dance around

You're getting served

Before the reaper blink

Take a hint

You think you're special bro

The reaper come before the bullet blow

Sitting down waiting for you to choke

Oh you're losing hope

Feeling oh so Dre

Probably due to oh

Motives on the low (you're killing me)

So unsociable

Take another toke (away from me)

And if we're barcodes

We can't keep makin' narcos

We're damaging our system

And we're breaking mothers hearts

Cold

So be a king

Just see it within

You're unique!