Where you from? I'm from a place were the streets are filled with snakes that smile in your face as they plot to do wrong where you from? I'm from a town where the mans will take you down if they see you making pounds and flashing it around like you the don cos where I'm from? They don't give a **** if you got talent only got love for your bank balance like give me the wong that's where I'm from? Don't ever get it twisted yeah I'm really, really from the ends now what the **** you want?
I'm walking down the street past the copper's on the beat past the shotter's blotting weed clear for everyone to see but no one gives a dee coz this is everyday life **** the police it's a ghetto state of mind but where I'm living I cant see no ghetto this aint America, it's England, where we live aint nothing special you can take anywhere and call it a ghetto, same way you make cyanide same way you make amaretto hip hop's in the street now were all bussing echo 50 cents on MTV now its cool to carry metal objects now the object is to kill how can you value life when your so close to death stainless steel how's it make you feel blud, holding that buckey knowledge is power guns just make you feel lucky its fuckry the way these yout man like to go on bussing shots in the crowd when there's a show on, they're just putting a show on real gangsters stay underground like Non Fiction, they don't fire blanks at yanks like when Nas played at Brixton thrill seeking dickheads just doing it for kicks and hear a next man speak their name from his lips and give a guy props for licking shots from a gun like if they fired one at him the ******* prick wouldn't run its like they're praising these yout's for acting so dumb and its no excuse, most of us are fatherless sons.
Where you from? I'm from a place were the streets are filled with snakes that smile in your face as they plot to do wrong where you from? I'm from a town where the mans will take you down if they see you making pounds and flashing it around like you the don cos where I'm from? They don't give a **** if you got talent only got love for your bank balance like give me the wong that's where I'm from? Don't ever get it twisted yeah I'm really, really from the ends now what the **** you want?
Yo where you from? are you really from the ends well that depends on what the **** you mean by ends if you south of the Thames, then na!, I aint from them ends I'm from these ends they call it the east end my friend and round here you gotta watch your back coz everyone's bent bare man who think there ruff just coz there shotting the peng hating on plan b coz they know me as Ben yout's as young as 10 walking round thinking there men they're under the influence and I aint even talking bout drugs I'm talking bout why the **** they're walking like thugs they're in love with the idea of being a gangster romantic idolisms producing hot jism like a wanker what ever happened to good old fashioned street fighting like Blanca Queensbury rules mate that's how I vent anger vent my anger knock out your teeth if you bring me beef leave you looking like a chief.
Where you from? I'm from a place were the streets are filled with snakes that smile in your face as they plot to do wrong where you from? I'm from a town where the mans will take you down if they see you making pounds and flashing it around like you the don cos where I'm from? They don't give a **** if you got talent only got love for your bank balance like give me the wong that's where I'm from? Don't ever get it twisted yeah I'm really, really from the ends now what the **** you want?
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