Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song CPB, artist - Ghetts. Date of issue: 26.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
CPB |
| Crime, corruption, courage |
| Power, pussy, paper |
| Beef, bullets and barristers |
| It’s all a dangerous cycle |
| CPB… Blah Blah Blah Blow |
| Crime, corruption and courage |
| Three reasons that I rated the olders |
| Now I got weight on my shoulders like luggage |
| In school I never studied |
| At 3: 15 home I never hurried, now mums worried |
| Is she ever gonna see her son flourish? |
| A lot of my friends have been duppied |
| Knife to the stomach, the lord soon cometh |
| I don’t wanna burn in hell |
| Or do a bird in jail, I felt a warmer shell |
| And sometimes when I curse my girl |
| I wanna resort to violence |
| In the long run I’ll be hurt as well |
| I don’t wanna work but I got work for sale |
| Some niggas have got keys like they work for Yale |
| Police hate when the worst prevail |
| It’s old evidence, stop tryna preserve what’s stale |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival © Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (P) |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival (B) |
| Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (CPB) |
| Power, pussy and paper |
| The dreams of a teen, things ain’t what they seem |
| Blades and machines still stick place in between |
| Your waist and your jeans |
| Manna do a mad ting for the taste of the cream |
| Some take to the green |
| And start shottin' H to the fiends |
| I stay fresh to death, down to my laces are clean |
| I’m in love with the face of the queen |
| I’m paper possessed |
| I’m bound to be paid for my scheme |
| I’m so far from aimless |
| Money makes my brain tick |
| Ain’t nothing like pussy and a payslip, face it |
| I’m never gonna tell you how, my trades sacred |
| But when I’m low you’ll never know where I’m allocated |
| Still I expect respect cause man know I ain’t naked |
| Because I guess I’d be a victim of hatred |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival © Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (P) |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival (B) |
| Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (CPB) |
| Beef, bullets and barristers |
| Nowadays the streets are filled with cameras |
| Still it’s so hazardous |
| Some get brung back to life like Nazareth |
| Yeah it’s miraculous |
| I tell amateurs «stay to the side"like bannisters |
| When I say I’ve got metal they think I mean canisters |
| Wars I’ve had you couldn’t count on an abacus |
| I’m so calamitous |
| My names Ghetto but life ain’t fabulous |
| Everyday I’m around clamorous characters |
| Some think the gun ting’s so glamorous |
| But in a shootout what you gonna do now? |
| Leave him with a hole the size of two pound |
| You won’t bust save yourself the embarrassment |
| Believe me I know all about arrogance |
| Even when you know it’s precarious |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival © Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (P) |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival (B) |
| Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (CPB) |
| Yeah… |
| You have to take time out and think what you’re doing man |
| Always think first |
| I’ve made mistakes… that you can learn from… true stories |
| © stands for cash |
| (P) stands for Plaistow |
| (B) stands for MY borough, ya dun know |
| CPB! |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival © Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (P) |
| It’s a dangerous cycle |
| Can’t tell a mate from a rival (B) |
| Blades and rifles |
| Are more than an aid to survival (CPB) |
| You know you got slow people yeah? |
| And they STILL won’t know what CPB means |
| Gotta break it down like this… |
| The Cycle ain’t a Pedal Bike |