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- I don't wanna blow up, throughout every era I've been here
- So far the underground circuit has been fair
- The home of hip hop, can you say you've been there?
- Home's where the heart is so hip hop lives right here
- We're from UK, to you that might seem rare
- I'm steppin' up now to make sure we're seen clear
- In every council estate we've got pure talent
- No one don't care because we’re seen as a challenge
- I suppose we'll never be the balance that you're lookin'
- You wanna dilute the realness then sling their hookin'?
- Most A&R cats I've ever met was all shooken
- I'm lost for words if they don't bring a chequebook in
- I'm livin' in a place where you can get your life tekken
- For half steppin, by kids that'll blast weapons
- Pull out by the lights they'll have you out in half seconds
- Think your rough hang around if your ass reckons
- Don't have to look for trouble, trouble it'll find ya
- Don't turn around it'll be right behind ya
- Then September the 11th will remind ya
- Nobody ain't too major nor minor
- If you're back in the streets or in a brand new recliner
- Grab ya dicks and girls rub your vagina
- Pay the pound I'll provide the punch liner
- Might look young but I'm a real old timer
- Been around ever since the days of Boogie Down
- You can check my résumé the evidence can be found
- Forever been blessin' eloquence over sound
- Before they had the lino for spinnin' on the ground
- Since then shit's changed man, shit goes down
- But we're still gettin' down to the same old sound: it's hip hop
- It's good shit for rockin’ a crowd
- Where there ain't no space for mistakes allowed
- I feel proud if I'm leavin’ crowds cryin' for more
- This year I'm really thinkin’ bout tryin’ a tour
- Is hip hop worth dying for, if your life's on the line and your only crime is being poor?
- This time around I feel I want more
- I wanna see my son's future set secure
- Without havin' to go out and start breakin' the law
- I'm sick of being sat in the flat shuttin' the draw
- I'm sick of watchin’ every day come and go by, tellin' teacher and fat boy, hold ya head high
- See others come and go, watchin' their mothers cry, sayin', "Why did my boy have to die?"
- And still we'll try
- As others might choose to get high
- But we must up rise through to get by
- It don't take too much to figure out the facts, who's bringin’ in all the coke and the crack?
- This week an 82 year old got her throat slashed in the flats, cats are lookin' cash for their crack
- And we're the kids whose left facing the facts
- Now yoots are lookin' mobiles that match their straps
- As if it's fashion, everybody's ready for the action
- Ready for the mashin' and thuggin' it with a passion
- Only takes two egos to start clashin’, bullets start flyin’ then the blood'll start splashin'
- Social wages really climaxing
- Every day I see it getting worse by a fraction
- Droughts for the weed, but 'nough of that crack thing
- Nobody round here is gonna be relaxin'
- And this ain't no whites or a blacks thing
- It's if you're livin’ in the council flats and on a brap ting
- They got us on a lab rat thing
- And it's funny to me how easily we're all adapting
- So I'm just gonna keep-a rappin'
- You lot keep ya necks snappin’, but fuck the hook
- What fuck the hook, I said, "fuck the hook"
- Kung-Fu fuck the hook, come on fuck the hook
- Just say fuck the hook, fuck the hook.
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