Song: The Trials Tribulations Of C.E.O
Viewed: 57 - Published at: 4 years ago
Artist: Chiedu Oraka
Year: 2021Viewed: 57 - Published at: 4 years ago
I was Born hedon road like the rest of you champs
So you know I got to give the lord thanks
I thank god that ru still here
Cos Imagine if he died when his belly got shanked
We stayed who ran like hanks
Who fought who’s down like ancs
DP ran about 10 red lights
Cos Ru top was red like mancs
How can I sleep at night when Ive been through so many mad situations
Slept in so many stations
Young black on probation
In a gang with one Italian one mixed raced boy and 20 Caucasians
And we had 3 bad boy Asians
So don't talk about United Nations
Where was you when I could of got killed by about 6 brummies in a night club toilet
I bet your arse would avoid it
My boys on the ball like hoilett
Yeah it could have been a wrap quite easy
And I know some of you enjoyed it
You know I’ve got shout out moo
And shout out sam them boys destroyed it
Ya know what no love for the CPS
But them lot saved me a whole lot of stress
I got nicked for a section 18
That could have turned my life to a mess
Self defence so my time was less
Young and dumb and wanted to impress
When I went jail no S on my chest
That, that in and out stuff be a mugs game
There’s so much more than your hood fame
Your self is the one you should blame
When your arse gets robbed for your two chains
That bad man chat so mundane
Don’t front like a lion in the jungle
We all know your the bottom of the food chain
I grew up with a chav mentality
From a young kid i lost my sanity
I was lost and i dint have clarity
In a bubble no need for reality
You can’t be mad at me
Where i come from it goes down like gravity
No self love no ones knows about vanity
But I was rare, I dint fit right in
Always had a screw face never had a grin
Up and down the street like i played on the wing
I was that leader when everyone was dim
So much shit that i took on my chin
You cunt last one hour in my trainers
In the 90s with this colour as your skin
I’m still here, all that shit man that just made me
I won’t complain and i won’t cry like a baby
I just do me, whilst everyone else be samey
Just cos I’m from your Yorkshire when you see me bro it’s not all gravy
10 plus years they all thought I was crazy
Survived my peers cos man was never lazy
Out ere grafting when nobody paid me
Sold CDs in a bag from JD
I did try help but them man Snaked me
Spirit too high for you to ever take me
Too stubborn to forget what happened
If you see me don’t try and embrace me
I know one Gavin, i don’t know nothing about Stacy
Got a good wife i don’t want another lady
I don’t want beef cos that can get tasty
I don’t want smoke please girls don’t chase me
Been in the studio a lot more lately
Tryna make songs that will change my life
And i won’t give it up for a b that’s brazy
No bring ins put in some hours
Stand on your own two I’ve earnt these powers
I was on the front line when it want cool
Don’t jump in now you man are cowards
Il explode like them twin towers
On a set or a stage man showers
The scene might rate you more
But I’m tryna take your fans and make them ours
That’s real, that’s you lot too
Your for culture I don’t that’s not true
We all want money for the things we’ve done
And we all want praise for things we do
And fair play if your the one that blew
Theres elements i can take from a few
I’ve got love for the rappers that stand out
Give respect where respect is due
So you know I got to give the lord thanks
I thank god that ru still here
Cos Imagine if he died when his belly got shanked
We stayed who ran like hanks
Who fought who’s down like ancs
DP ran about 10 red lights
Cos Ru top was red like mancs
How can I sleep at night when Ive been through so many mad situations
Slept in so many stations
Young black on probation
In a gang with one Italian one mixed raced boy and 20 Caucasians
And we had 3 bad boy Asians
So don't talk about United Nations
Where was you when I could of got killed by about 6 brummies in a night club toilet
I bet your arse would avoid it
My boys on the ball like hoilett
Yeah it could have been a wrap quite easy
And I know some of you enjoyed it
You know I’ve got shout out moo
And shout out sam them boys destroyed it
Ya know what no love for the CPS
But them lot saved me a whole lot of stress
I got nicked for a section 18
That could have turned my life to a mess
Self defence so my time was less
Young and dumb and wanted to impress
When I went jail no S on my chest
That, that in and out stuff be a mugs game
There’s so much more than your hood fame
Your self is the one you should blame
When your arse gets robbed for your two chains
That bad man chat so mundane
Don’t front like a lion in the jungle
We all know your the bottom of the food chain
I grew up with a chav mentality
From a young kid i lost my sanity
I was lost and i dint have clarity
In a bubble no need for reality
You can’t be mad at me
Where i come from it goes down like gravity
No self love no ones knows about vanity
But I was rare, I dint fit right in
Always had a screw face never had a grin
Up and down the street like i played on the wing
I was that leader when everyone was dim
So much shit that i took on my chin
You cunt last one hour in my trainers
In the 90s with this colour as your skin
I’m still here, all that shit man that just made me
I won’t complain and i won’t cry like a baby
I just do me, whilst everyone else be samey
Just cos I’m from your Yorkshire when you see me bro it’s not all gravy
10 plus years they all thought I was crazy
Survived my peers cos man was never lazy
Out ere grafting when nobody paid me
Sold CDs in a bag from JD
I did try help but them man Snaked me
Spirit too high for you to ever take me
Too stubborn to forget what happened
If you see me don’t try and embrace me
I know one Gavin, i don’t know nothing about Stacy
Got a good wife i don’t want another lady
I don’t want beef cos that can get tasty
I don’t want smoke please girls don’t chase me
Been in the studio a lot more lately
Tryna make songs that will change my life
And i won’t give it up for a b that’s brazy
No bring ins put in some hours
Stand on your own two I’ve earnt these powers
I was on the front line when it want cool
Don’t jump in now you man are cowards
Il explode like them twin towers
On a set or a stage man showers
The scene might rate you more
But I’m tryna take your fans and make them ours
That’s real, that’s you lot too
Your for culture I don’t that’s not true
We all want money for the things we’ve done
And we all want praise for things we do
And fair play if your the one that blew
Theres elements i can take from a few
I’ve got love for the rappers that stand out
Give respect where respect is due
( Chiedu Oraka )
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