(VERSE 1 - GHETTS)

Council housing, foul surroundings

Its a blood bath and my town is drowning

Some young dargs on the balcony shouting

Where i used to come past with a ounce in my calvins (kleins)

Drugs in my boxers, hiding from the FEDs in the bush

Can't see the dogs but i hear the sound of growling

And now it in, when he found me crouching

Unlucky, story of my life

Every other night me and the authorities collide

And if it wasn't for the warrior inside, i would of lost my bottle when the courier arrived

I dont mind putting shots in my mouth

The hardest thing i've had to swallow is my pride

And I'm a man who wants nothing from no-one

The only thing ill never win is time

I do wrongs and im sorry every time

But where i come from and the minority is deprived

The economy turn and swing to cunts am i right?

All the government ever did is take from us

An obviously we went and respond with crime

And if you know where im coming from, show me a sign to acknowledge the grind

(Chorus)

I come up hard baby, and that ain't cool

I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules

I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine

I'm shakin' trouble sugar, movin' down the line

I come up hard but that's okay

Cause trouble man, don't get in my way

I come up hard, baby

(Verse 2 - Ghetts)

Well paid, self made, and its hard out here for a negro

You don't know a thing if you think the worlds changed

It ain't, its just kept on the D-Low

No-one ever wanted to help slaves and my ancestors blood swells in my veins

Different century, same shit

Chains, whips and slave ships

Get money my brudda, then make sure the aim is to remain rich

So you ain't got to pay shit to the bailiffs

I used to waste money, but now i be saving

For days when rain hits and my roof caves in

It ain't easy to get, but its harder to keep

Thats why you ain't shit without maintaining

And i ain't saying mans made it, but soon my bank statements will need translating

I came up hard man never had nating, and i ain't got a made up past

I ain't one of these artists that gotta make up bars

My story's inspirational

Its like knowing 50 used to live in his gran's basement

(Chorus)

I come up hard baby, and that ain't cool

I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules

I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine

I'm shakin' trouble sugar, movin' down the line

I come up hard but that's okay

Cause trouble man, don't get in my way

I come up hard, baby