Elite Sessions

By Remtrex

Released on April 24, 2015

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[Intro]

Fifth Set Goonz, Remtrex, JDZ, you get me?

Play this shit blud, this is the real shit - play it and send it 'round to everyone

And if you don't do that blud, suck your fuckin' mum, blud! Ya' don't like that?!


[Verse 1]

Listen, real niggas, bare are locked, and I can't wait until mines is free

And when it comes to that status wise, you dun know that mines is G

Certain man love to buy out the place so I guess, we're living in times of greed

But how can you not, look after your own bredrins, when they are in times of need?

From day one my lines been peak, you know them ones that ring 24/7

So I've been raising grimey teens and some real hood goons, rhyming beats

My set is known for grinding G, and we're known for firing heats

But nowadays I just wanna get rich and be able to live my life in peace

But there's always colliding beef, or old shit that catches up

And I don't wanna ride life in jail, so don't cross my line and get blasted up!

I've been sentenced two different times, both of them times I got ratted up

One of them snitches died, I guess he couldn't handle life, after I stabbed him up!

But I don't wish death on no-one, cah that's the place of no return

In jail mandem get much worse for criminals, that's where you go to learn

Kick back with niggas from next ends, you talk bare shit, and smoke a burn

'Member when I got fucked off the black mamba, had me feeling like I smoked on sherm

Anyway fuck jail, back to the roads now, where everyone thinks they're rich

Only problem no-one's realised... real money is legit

Real money is being able to buy that house, when you get them pounds up

Without the feds, comin' and sayin', "You gotta give them pounds up!"

My name's Remtrex I'm around thugs, time to expose some clown thugs

Ones that chat, everything they know, to a ho, they need to fix themselves up

These girls don't do nothing but mix up, they just go around and tell stuff

Then they tell, then they tell, then they tell stuff

In fact they don't do nothing but tell stuff

And they go and tell their town stuff, and then they go and tell their man

Then the man goes and tells his fam, and one of the fam goes and tells their gang

Everybody chats, way too much nowadays and that's suttin' that I can't stand

And everyone needs to stop fuckin' chatting, and go and make some grands!


[Break]

Goonlife, coming out, August, iTunes!


[Verse 2]

Or go and make some plans, and put time into something real

Everybody watches everyones's business, too much like it's some big deal

Nowadays I just want all the money, 'cah I want something real

And I'd rather starve, and save that paper, then after that, have some big meal

'Cause them spenders they can laugh now, and us stackers we'll laugh later

Money, can make money, and money...all I want is paper!

And fuck a hater, and a thugged-out life, you know I live it

The only sad thing about what I just said, that it's real-talk, not just lyrics!

Hoes wanna give it, but they've been around, so I don't want none

I don't want none of that dirty pussy or that dirty throat that's been filled with cum

I just want mon - to the - ey, and I've been like this, ever since knee-height

And if, you don't know where I'm from, Highgate, B5!

We get watched by the five-O, so we gotta lie low

But feds can't track me 'cause I use old-school Nokias, and not IPhones

And life's real hard 'round my roads, so don't keep your mouth open and your eyes closed

Keep your mouth SHUT! And your eyes open! And you will not get your mind BLOWN!

In 515​​ I roll, and Southacre's my grove

The only thing man ever smoked was weed, nothing could ever go up my nose

My friends have got beef with my friends and there's so much politics 'round my zone! (Real Talk!)

And when I see my foes, I just creep from the dark or a side-road!

Like RM, and hold-tight Remz

The feds are on us so we can't roll strapped, we just have them scattered in parts of the ends!

You know that easy access to grab them, ready for use, for my mandem

And when outsiders, come in the ends blud, I just tell the youngers, "Go have them!". (Go 'ave 'em!)

Shoot or stab them, this gangster life I can't stop now...

I'm fresh outta jail, so you money-makers better watch out

'Cah moving digey', when I was locked no-one come see me

J-Force come out of Jail and was sending me P, so much that it got silly!

'Cah my mens too real for really, and "fuck that" is my right-hand man

The feds are always kidnapping my niggas, that is one thing that I can't stand

One of my friends comes out, and two go in, that is something that I can't stand

And I've been in so many UK Jails that I've got links all over the land; all over the place!

Them REAL niggas that will show you aggy!

From London; to Liverpool, and Notts' to Bristol, and also Manny!

If the food's shit in Brum' go Liverpool, and I come back with the food that's scabby

And I'm sellin' now, cause I wanna get rich, and before I was selling to feed my family!

And everyone tells me I gotta stop this...but I fell in love with that block-shit!

You know that life-on-top shit

I live that followed-by-cop shit

When I was young, I looked up to man

But I seem them now, and they're on some flop-shit

And everyone's like, "Remtrex is hard!", because I write real bars no gay-ass pop shit!

And I write nothing but truth, I don't got time to get close to a girl because I realised they ain't nothing but loose...

(Fuck them girls!)

I live a fast life, but I wanna get it on nothing but cruise

And nowadays roads is full of nothing but dudes

And I wanna stay free, so when I see feds, I ain't got time to do nothing but move!

I'm considered dangerous; so I can't get pulled by a normal cop...

What you know about helicopters and armed response...just for a normal stop!

Fucking hell! I can't take this!

I guess I got...caught up in the Matrix

And I may talk to man, from different bits, but I will not switch, I will always stay FIFTH!


[Outro]

Ya get me?

Goonlife, comin out blud, August, ITunes, cop that!

If you don't buy it and send it 'round, suck your mum blud!

Dun know blud!

Dickhead!