Lyrics From East - Fourward, Pep

From East

I’m from East where the mandem are
From East where the mandem are
Man’s from East where the mandem are
From East where the mandem are
Look, I’m from East London, belly of the beast, London
Feds seen so we breeze round the T junction
And if you’ve been wondering, we’re the shit
But even when the clouds pee on them, that ain’t the cause of these thunderings
Man are waiting for Guy Fawkes to test it
Cause they’ll never suspect it so there’ll be no apprehending
He’s probably got a weapon just so he could cut the tension
Cause when man preed you, there ain’t no pretending, I’m
From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)
From East where the gyal dem are (cold)
My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody (shook, shook, shook)
From where?
From everybody knows
From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)
From East where the gyal dem are (cold)
My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody (shook, shook, shook)
From where?
From everybody knows
Yeah, we roll deep when we slide up in your space
Crew’s nasty inside the place
We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same
Just boys in the hood doing it our way
We roll deep when we slide up in your space
Crew’s nasty inside the place
We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same
Just boys in the hood doing it our way
Yo, we put our hands together for profit, then amen it
Cause being broke just needs amending, hope it’s from riding
A sentence, not riding a sentence
That line was so real, didn’t write in a sentence, I’m
Too grown for the beef tings
I do meetings then meet tings, send your girl my greetings
Yeah, grind all week out and week in
Cause I’m from East, ain’t no one no weakling, I’m
From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)
From East where the gyal dem are cold
My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody shook, shook, shook
From where?
From everybody knows
From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)
From East where the gyal dem are (cold)
My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody shook, shook, shook
From where?
From everybody knows, look
We roll deep when we slide up in your space
Crew’s nasty inside the place
We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same
Just boys in the hood doing it our way
We roll deep when we slide up in your space
Crew’s nasty inside the place
We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same
Just boys in the hood doing it our way
Yeah, our way
Doing it our way
Our way
Doing it our way
Oh my