[Intro:] (Answerphone Message)
Message from myself it’s Mary
Think you’re absolutely brilliant
When you’re coming to Dublin, let me know
I’ll be right there in a ‘Crack a Smile’ T-shirt
Singing all your lyrics, I love you
Take Care, bye, bye

(Verse 1) [Mic Righteous]

He’s from the gutter like ‘set me free’
Cooking something from his kitchen
Like ‘test me please’
If you don’t love me, let me be
He’s just another number in the empty streets
Society! Has labelled him a violent freak
Society! Has got him try’n’a hide from police
Society! Has made him wanna ride the streets
Society! Is the reason he is like he is

So what now? School, he dropped out
His momma told him not to roll with the wrong crowd
Like “Look at you , you’re whole life’s gone downhill”
“All your mandem are white like cow’s milk”
Look Mum, he’s hooked up
And he’s on drugs and in handcuffs
Sitting in a cell ‘cos the feds can’t stand you
Going H-A-M cos he can, fuck yeah he’s in a gang…
[Hook 1]
Fuck yeah he’s in a gang
Just take a look at his surroundings
All he’s got is his mandem around him
He’s a boy but he thinks he’s a man
Look Mum no hands and he bangs


[Hook 2] x 2
Fuck yeah he’s in a gang
He says it’s just who I am
So fuck if they understand
Cos I do what I want
They can do what they can

Aggy town, council housing
Just look at his surroundings
Hoods and baggy trousers, crooks is all around him
Crooks hanging around him, keep pulling him down
The ends are nothing without him
Feds are coming to hound him
They wanna get him on lockdown
He’s moving weight and moving bait across town
But who’s to blame for the way that he’s gone down?
He lost out on a good childhood
But wouldn’t change it if he could
The child’s hood… and the hood’s full of soldiers
That look up to the olders
He does exactly what he’s told
‘Cos he feels like he owes them, Yo!
A victim in his own house
He wouldn’t listen when his mother said sit down
He got kicked out for having a big mouth
And now she’s bitching cos he’s mixing with the wrong crowd
He got thrown out and thrown in the deep end
Now he sees sense cos he don’t need them
‘Cos shit was getting bad ‘til he met a bag of man
And they all let him jam if he let the hammers bang
Fuck yeah he’s in a gang…
[Hook 1] x 2