First Verse
Bet my life you don’t know about the streets
Never had to run when you hear a car screech
Never had your pride took away by a thief
Then a week later take the guy off his feet
Yorkshire boy my side far from sweet
Come round ere make ya taste concrete
You can be the truth and have all the power
I bet your dons turn out like tariq
Ever had war in the place where you rest at
You got a rep round here man will test that
You won a fight don’t mean you won the war
Battle everyday round here when ya jet black
There was days when i wish i had jet pack
Don’t moan, just fight, were ya chest at
Get a team that will fight for the cause
And the cause be a badge everyday should you rep that
Second Verse
We used to beef with the east of the city
Way before deeze and joe, cos them times there it used to get sticky
Holderness road on a weekday, anyone can get it, weren’t to picky
Cos we’d go farm foods, heaters, kwik safe, latus chippy
None of mine never pulled no sicky
Truth, real life horror no spoof
Got flashback of my youth
I get the urge sometimes
But look at my stats you don’t need no proof
I want on dejas roof, I was on 5th Ave roof
Getting sucked off by ruth
She’s from the rival side
So revenge is sweeter than my tooth
Third Verse
I've won fights and i've lost some
But i always get the job done
If it was on i was shot gun
I was jumping im out of whips like I’m bronson
Thought they were rocky like Johnson
So i had leave a mark like ronson
Never saw my blood like compton
And that’s facts I can put it on my godson
Years have past I don’t see much change
The beef is dead they should act their age
I'm on different a chapter in life
I don’t really see these man on my page
I still talk about back in the days
Cos i'm proud of my life and i've changed my ways
Done some things that i shouldn't be proud of
But those things i would never erase
CHORUS
Been there done that
Had mums worry wheres there sons at
That be the journey of the outlaws
Now i wana to get to were the funds at
Been hit and ive hit back
Either jump in or you sit back
Risk taking from a young buck
Get things done no chit chat
Bet my life you don’t know about the streets
Never had to run when you hear a car screech
Never had your pride took away by a thief
Then a week later take the guy off his feet
Yorkshire boy my side far from sweet
Come round ere make ya taste concrete
You can be the truth and have all the power
I bet your dons turn out like tariq
Ever had war in the place where you rest at
You got a rep round here man will test that
You won a fight don’t mean you won the war
Battle everyday round here when ya jet black
There was days when i wish i had jet pack
Don’t moan, just fight, were ya chest at
Get a team that will fight for the cause
And the cause be a badge everyday should you rep that
Second Verse
We used to beef with the east of the city
Way before deeze and joe, cos them times there it used to get sticky
Holderness road on a weekday, anyone can get it, weren’t to picky
Cos we’d go farm foods, heaters, kwik safe, latus chippy
None of mine never pulled no sicky
Truth, real life horror no spoof
Got flashback of my youth
I get the urge sometimes
But look at my stats you don’t need no proof
I want on dejas roof, I was on 5th Ave roof
Getting sucked off by ruth
She’s from the rival side
So revenge is sweeter than my tooth
Third Verse
I've won fights and i've lost some
But i always get the job done
If it was on i was shot gun
I was jumping im out of whips like I’m bronson
Thought they were rocky like Johnson
So i had leave a mark like ronson
Never saw my blood like compton
And that’s facts I can put it on my godson
Years have past I don’t see much change
The beef is dead they should act their age
I'm on different a chapter in life
I don’t really see these man on my page
I still talk about back in the days
Cos i'm proud of my life and i've changed my ways
Done some things that i shouldn't be proud of
But those things i would never erase
CHORUS
Been there done that
Had mums worry wheres there sons at
That be the journey of the outlaws
Now i wana to get to were the funds at
Been hit and ive hit back
Either jump in or you sit back
Risk taking from a young buck
Get things done no chit chat
( Chiedu Oraka )
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