Roachee's evolving from the underworld

A no go zone that hasn't been exposed yet

And when the door closes

Your guess as good as mine when it'll be reopened

It's not a holiday camp

My next door neighbours are horrible tramps and other roadmen

And the living conditions are atrocious but that's where the home is

And only the hopefull will progress

Hopefully one day they'll release Joseph

And even though I'm free, I ain't, cause when I sleep

I'm still woken by other brothers moanin'

I still can't shake off the emotions, but I'm coping

Or maybe it's this weed I'm smoking, this stuffs potent

[Hook: Dirty Danger]

What don't kill me increases the hunger

Your sticks and stones could never take a bad boy under

Studio all day with a little bit of goose and gunja

Ima strike like lightning they don't wanna feel my thunder (my thunder)