We was like England under-21's, coming off the benches
My n***as mostly savage came up bussin' out the trenches
Live fast and die young, we don't hustle for a pension
I put it in my rhymes, it feel something like redemption
Who was putting youngers on? When our re-up wasn't strong?
N***as said they cosign, couldn't see them by the morn'
Caught that lick and we was gone, set up shop by the morning
N***as try to send me shots, they was probably informants
Prof I split it with my fam, hid some thingies in the van
Couple n***as dropped out, but we still sticking to the plan
I started picking up the mic, cos that shit just get me hype
You ask me can I kick it? Fam I kick it like my Nikes
My brodee whipping up the best: He cut it like a chef
He mix it like a DJ, chop and block it like a ref
My brudda Mucky love a spinner
Swear we coulda called him Spesh
Take it apart, put it back together, 60 secs
I rap for my dead homies - they dropped out kinda young
Before all the politics, this life was kinda fun
I mean we had a few shootouts, the squad got kinda weak and
Still trapping next door, and we party on the weekend
Rappers featuring with everyone, but I ain't with the force
See I ain't with the sucker shit, and I don't get awards
Cos I ain't with the phonies, and I ain't with the frauds
I be with the drillers, in the trucks, yeah the Fords
I wrote this one in Dam square, when I was puffing on a cone
Cos Jimmy's still a bad boy, I puff it like I'm Combs
Remember when I never had teeth on my chrome
Now I got teeth like a dinosaur, got teeth like a comb
Who was putting in a shift? Really putting up the risk?
Every week is Good Friday, when you water whip the fish
They take the Walther/water [?] off your wrist
Submarine or submachine
They either O's or with the team, I don't know no in-between