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E.Y beats

[Chorus: Siah]
Deep in the city where the streets know no pity yeah
It's pretty clear I am not one to trick the tears
A million daydreams and nightmares of prison days
Banging every fall like the flipping stairs (Down in there)
It's redder than red (Speaking of down there)
It's redder than red (Down in there)
It's redder than red if you get deep enough down there, down there

[Verse 1: Krept]
Listen
It's like the premier league where I'm living (Living)
Enough teams let me fight for their position
N***a don't be slipping, because everybody's Wigan (Nah)
Get a clip, fill 'em up start spitting
Running round city with an Arsenal top
Have your top redding if they hit you all up
Swap Chelsea around you'll see shell's
One shot will make your liver pool, blood
Yeah the hood had my N***a's moving devilish
It was R.I.P if they let it rip
Snap my finger, I could get my clip
They'll make your blood poor
Because they were never rich
Because I'm from where the killers dem are
Banana clips got gorilla's in charge
So little n***a down the road stay spitting your bars
Or have your wig on a star like Nicki Minaj
130 years what they gave to my dogs
Free Femz, [?], Snapper, David and Rob
Doing life for a crime they didn't commit
I speak to Femz and I know it's killing him quick
And people wonder why we police-anti
Because they don't know how unfair the police can be (Trust)
It's mad G, just bare beef
Our hands freeze the only time you'll hear peace
[Chorus: Siah]
Deep in the city where the streets know no pity yeah
It's pretty clear I am not one to trick the tears
A million daydreams and nightmares of prison days
Banging every fall like the flipping stairs (Down in there)
It's redder than red (Speaking of down there)
It's redder than red (Down in there)
It's redder than red if you get deep enough down there, down there

[Verse 2: Konan]
Kone
Just another piece of my story
Through the pain and the guts and the glory
Now I put my all in the music
Because since I've got free it's been the only thing for me
Ringer and a bally
No face showing
Run up on you with the tool if they find that your growing
Because most men here track Jordan's on but won't put the Air Max
Slave mentality, dreams of a Maybach
Where black's sell white like they're trying to get payback
But now I'm on stage looking at the crowd
In the O2 making everyone proud
But I swear I'm too real for this shit
So all the fake love kills me a bit
Just imagine how it feels when your big
We're selling food now it's [?]
So I don't give a fuck if they like us
I see my dreams better with my eyes shut
I was at wireless
Thinking I've come a long way from dial-up
Pocket full of queens, heart of a king
Trying to do it big but the chances are slim
Looking at this photo of my little sister
I'm just trying to make her see the bigger picture
[Chorus: Siah]
Deep in the city where the streets know no pity yeah
It's pretty clear I am not one to trick the tears
A million daydreams and nightmares of prison days
Banging every fall like the flipping stairs (Down in there)
It's redder than red (Speaking of down there)
It's redder than red (Down in there)
It's redder than red if you get deep enough down there, down there