[Freestyle]

It's like there's no love in the ends

And I feel like I need to provide for my friends

But I hate when I see my boys both guys bleeding

Light in the dark for my boys that I'm leading

I'm leading away to the better days

Where there's choong zoots, choong girls everyday

And no-one has to hustle in any way

So the bad memories, fold them away

But it hurts when my boys mum die

I bleed when you bleed, I cry when you cry

Still see my nans face late of a night

That will never change she's a part of my life

And when I move on, finally meet fate

I will search for the life for a sweet face

She'll embrace me into her arms

And tell me how to live life in the next place

Confused in this life that I lead

On the street, try not to get a knife in the spline

Lately there's a lot of hype on the scene

That you got to be a killer to be a MC

Naa, but I don't wanna hurt anybody

Kill anybody, wanna merk anybody

Driving out to the forest, start burying bodies

Naa mate that's not in my nature

But I swear down these streets will take you

Engage you in activities that are major

And I won't beat down for this shit

But I'm living in narm so I'm made to

I swear down follow me I'm out for the paper

The whole war thing? I'm not really on that

But I can only can take so much before I'm forced to engage in the sequence of combat

But it's not like back in the day where you could swing it out with a man and it's over

Cause nowadays man will come back round the bits with a samurai sword or a revolver

Yeah everybody wants to get physical

Business on the road is criminal

And I tried it and I didn't mind it

But lately, most of my business is lyrical

And everyday there's another beef

There's another little argument

Another little cheef

Loosing countless hours of sleep

And I'm stick, don't know how to receive

And I'm trying to stay strong but I'm still young

In the land where mums get left without sons

Don't know what to say I'm speechless for words that everyday shit of the slums

Everyday

Hol' tight my boys

Got love for you all

It's real

Yeah I smoke weed to escape

Cause every other day that I live in this world

I tempt fate in this place full of hate

But what keeps me going is my boys like Bramy and Paige, the strongest people

Our love ones never die they're the white dogs of the church steeple

This world is evil, and my boys can't get a job so they do shit that's illegal

No one plays fair, and no one gives a fuck everybody just wants to get paid here

No one plays here, and getting out of this shit is the vision that I stay clear

Because I'm dreaming and drifting the weight off my shoulder

I'm lifting rejected by God at my christening

Now it's time to speak out, because I feel that I've done enough listening

And when we pass on to another land, we all leave footprints in the sand

But when your in your coffin and you bodies rotten

You don't really want your personality forgotten (Never that)

I wanna' be cemented in time

Me and my boys everyday in the grind

Everyday another enemy I seem to find

But nobody is ahead of me in the space of time

And you know what? I'm tired of my life

Tired of the bullshit, tired of the nights

Tired of these girls keep ringing me at night

Telling them I'm at the ends, all the times I gotta lie

And I'm fed up of my boys mum dying

Nothing worse than to see your boys crying

I don't love or survive but I'm trying

And to say that I'm not scared would be lying