| Ayy, you see, as soon as I got to the hospital
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| The nurses told me I’m lucky to be alive
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| 3 weeks later, I get a blood clot in my chest
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| The shit nearly killed me
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| And now I’m back
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| They don’t call me the King of the North for nothing
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| Watch this
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| Alright, so mummy used to sell herself
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| Drop couple rocks into a pipe and light it up
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| Think I didn’t come from hell?
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| My old bestie said my head’s gone, it must be mental health
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| But I’ve got killers in my family, in case you couldn’t tell
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| And I didn’t wanna see them niggas so I got it hella stealth
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| And when I saw those idiots I told them by myself that I don’t fear nobody
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| I still got opps that want me bodied, but them man are still living in a cell
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| And if I have to go back there, I swear I’m going in
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| I pray a lot these days in case I have to sin
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| I tell 'em 'till my mouth goes dry and I need a drink
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| I sleep well these days, I never miss a wink
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| And no I didn’t catch the virus, though there’s pain in my chest
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| A court case’s coming, fuck fame for a sec
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| I’m gonna have to stand and take judgement again
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| But I can look him in his eye, I have my baby to protect
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| Couple things I’ve never said out loud, I just been living with it
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| I’ve gotta speak out, though it’s fucking with my spirit
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| A school tie around my neck and hanging from the ceiling
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| He burst into the room, I was embarrassed when he see me
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| So I put it to my wrist and yeah, I slit it
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| Didn’t cut it deep though, I gotta say I shit it
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| And mummy was a nitty
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| But when I heard she turned one of her customers into my dad I gotta say I
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| really nearly did it
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| But I told myself, I would never do anything silly
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| I told myself I would take it out on niggas that fuck with me
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| And that’s why I never lost
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| And that’s why I am a boss
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| And that’s why I was the first one to rep my city
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| I got fake friends talking like I don’t show intelligence
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| Like I didn’t demonstrate due diligence?
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| Man telling me about my residence, like I couldn’t give a green lie and leave
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| no evidence
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| Ah, place in the Louis
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| Waves under the Doowie
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| Skeleton Cartier so I can see through it
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| See, there is levels to this British shit and me I’m top tier
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| Any talk of me not being a legend stops here
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| When the car pulled out, I knew that we was crashing
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| And at that point my life was meant to start flashing
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| I just blacked out, woke up on the concrete with feathers everywhere — the
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| Moncler was ragged down
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| Me, I had it mapped out
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| Now I got the bleeding on the brain
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| The same shit that killed my cousin, yeah, I swear I miss Dane
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| Couple niggas turned out to be fake
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| But I’m too rich to argue these days, so I just give it space
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| On the hospital bed, the morphine had me trippin'
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| Gigglin' at nothing, into reminiscin'
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| Crashed doin' 70 without wearing a helmet
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| Believe in God or not, there’s no denying a blessing
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| I was on the wards, slowly healing
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| Layin' on the bed and my chest was beating
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| The blood clot passed through my heart and into my lungs
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| And the pain was a deeper feeling
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| I shouted for the nurse
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| I could feel myself leaking with a face full of sweat
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| Could barely catch my breath
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| Even though I knew I was hanging by a thread
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| I told the nurse that there is no way I’m dying on this bed
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| Fuck that! |
| (Ah)
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| Now I’m supposed to feel weak?
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| For some reason though I feel like a Wolverine
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| Like I smashed the side of the car up with my physique, and left a big boy dent
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| in the concrete
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| They put me in the newspapers and magazines
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| You better recognise a legend when you catch a sneak peak
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| It’s not the first time I shed blood out on the street
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| But the way they taped it off, it was like a murder scene, ah
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| Fucking Bugzy Malone
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| The fucking resurrection
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| Yeah
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| Ah |