| Sometimes I condone violence
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| You’re a liar if you say that you don’t
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| You vote for people that send out soldiers
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| You just don’t like violence you don’t own
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| Seen so many wars in my postcode
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| Mandem like orphans on the cold roads
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| When I’m on my ridgeback feds are slo mo when they go past that’s why my heart
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| is a stone
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| People fear that that they don’t know
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| But they pop up like meerkats for the photos
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| Like yo that’s my g that’s my don that’s my drag then they stroll straight back
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| to their 4 floor homes
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| Them man are lucky them a lucky that I’ve grown
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| Articulate so you know in your bones
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| I went to school in the square of the sloanes
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| South kids north kids east and grove
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| Locals made us know that we weren’t welcome
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| State school on a 1% road
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| But even then knew it looked good to live like them
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| And they’re more corrupted than most
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| Yeah it’s a tricky one still
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| My life’s been a sticky one still
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| Whole world on them Mickey Mouse pills
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| But Ima smile when they give me one mill
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| It’s a weird world out there
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| Childhood asking to touch my hair
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| Mmm they don’t say stuff but they stare
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| Or actually act like you’re just not there
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| That’s must be them ones that don’t see colour
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| But see that black guy that’s my brother
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| You know that we don’t have the same mother
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| But we still feel the same 'cause we’re other
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| I’ve kept my feelings so undercover
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| 'Cause this convos like burning rubber
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| It’s makes most ppl turn up theirs noses
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| But the roses ain’t sweet that you smother
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| It’s mad 'cause I’m that guy in private
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| Words spin your head like silly Simons
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| Just can’t be everyone’s teacher
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| You can’t reach going sleep to the sirens
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| It’s a tricky one still
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| My life’s been a sticky one still
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| Whole world on them Mickey Mouse pills
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| But Ima smile when they give me one mill
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| Why why why
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| Who what where when why
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| Oi nah I’m taking the piss
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| But I got questions
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| How long do i have to say we’re tryna make it better for our kids
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| We’ve done generations
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| Mistakes keep on mistaking
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| Ozone’s done penetrating
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| Like your girlfriend when you were locked up
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| 'Cause you know she’s done with the waiting
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| I will not stay in my station stay in my lane
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| I’m fuckjng amazing
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| Say that with your chest to the pagans
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| If they say no manna start raging
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| If I held a knife to your throat and you felt it
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| Would you call your next action selfish
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| Or would you be defending you future
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| See how quickly your ego melted
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| It’s a Tricky one still
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| My life’s been a Sticky one still
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| Whole world on them Mickey Mouse pills
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| But Ima smile when they give me one mill |