[Hook]
Things used to be blessed
And I was so stressed
Sometimes when things change it ain't always for the best
Things used to be blessed
And I was so stressed
Sometimes when things change it ain't always for the best

[Verse 1]
Timmy was eleven years old
He just left primary, was feeling kinda bold
The secondary school was outside his own bits
But if you ask him, "What's beef?" he'd say you have it with your chips
A little young boy
He's not yet mature
And his mother want to know the postcode was at a war
She sent her son to school
The Ofsted said that it was cool
She didn't know what he was about to go through
Let me tell you how it went
See Timmy had a group of close friends
And everyday at school he hung around with them
Yeah, those are his boys
On the bus they're always making up noise
Young kids don't have to strain to enjoy
Ain't nothing wrong with that
His family never had a lot of cash
Yeah, he's always been the opposite of flash
But he knew how to scrap
Plus he told jokes and all that
Overall he was a popular lad
[Verse 2]
But things were soon about to change
See one day his boy came to class a bust and his arm in a cast
Timmy's like, "What the fuck!"
Marco's like, "I got jumped"
Timmy's like, "By who?"
"Just some guys from your part
On the weekend I went there to link a chick
And they moved to me straight and said I'm not from the bits
Next thing I know I'm getting hit with a brick
And by the time I woke up I was looking like this
Man they broke my fucking wrist"
You could see Tim was pissed
Marco's like his best friend it ain't had to be him
He told his boy Marco, "You know I've got your back"
Marco screwed him in his face and then turned his back
Timmy's like, "What's wrong?"
Marco's like, "What you mean?
Them man are from your ends so that means you're on their team
I'm a Peckham Boy and you're a GB
That's two different sides, so that's you against me
Timmy looked baffed, "Marco, are you mad?
Since when did me and you represent any gangs
You're saying that's my team well that's all news to me
It's always been me, you, D, and the key
I don't know them Ghetto Boys
They're just a gang from my ends
You don't know them Peckham Boys
They're just your older brother's friends
You got messed up
I understand that you're pissed
But me and you been close since when I left year six
When I had twenty pounds fam, I gave you a binge
And now you're going on like we ain't never been friends
Never mattered before that we're from different ends
So you sayin' this now don't even make no fucken sense"
Marco knew that he was right
Timmy told no fuckin' lies
Five years that's been his boy
He don't wanna say goodbye
But his older brother told him it was time for him to ride
And you can't trust a man that's from the other side
If you look behind the pain, you can see that sadness in his eyes
Timmy's always been the man by his side
But he's made up his mind
He looked Tim dead up in the eyes, and said, "From now on I'm no longer your guy"
Tim wanted to speak but he still had his pride
So he moved to the left and Marco walk by
RIP man, that friendship just died
All because the council housed them on different sides
Sad fuckin' times
(RIP man, that friendship just died
All because the council housed them on different sides)
[Verse 3]
After that, things just weren't the same for Tim
All the kids around school were actin' strange to him
[?] school was in Peckham they weren't siding with him
An outcast in the place where he used to be king
Plus Marco's older brother they all knew about him
He banged guns and sold drugs, they weren't fucking with him
The worst thing about it: Timmy hasn't done anything
But you know how kids are; they like to follow what's in
One day, when Tim was goin' home
He was sittin' at the bus stop
Playin' on his phone
A car pulled up, the windows all black
Five man jumped out, they was wearing all black
A couple balaclavas, hoodies, and some caps
Timmy tried to run, but they hit him in the back
He fell to the ground
They tried to stamp him out
Their tempers weren't tiny
They tried to make him pass out
Just before he did
He caught a little glimpse
Of one of the attackers who let his hood slip
Eyes about to close
Heart about to break
As he watched the boy Marco smash a brick on his face
Eye's fully closed
Head feeling gone
Blood up on his face
Fingers feeling numb
Saying to himself, "Marco's so fuckin' dumb"
And if he ever wakes up it's gon' be on for everyone
Eye's fully closed
Head feeling gone
Blood up on his face
Fingers feeling numb
Saying to himself, "Marco's so fuckin' dumb"
And if he ever wakes up it's gon' be on for everyone