I hear contrufersy around the name, All those wiggas say this country is all the same
But in the UK it aint just about rain, Ghetto preachers try to get allota fame
But no one makes it, only 1 in a million, Thats about 50 peeps who get a deal man,
Record labels try to promo shit, They think theyre in the hood but they dont know shit
And if you take a trip to the suburbs youll know that shit, Alota garage wanabes doin their shit,
Not knowin that they dont know shit, All that garage is bull and they dont know theyre shit,
But they think they doin good so they dont know shit, Until the lack of food kicks in they dont know shit,
They get put in so young but they havent failed
I hate to say this boi but you're goin to jail, You never thought about this when you was leanin on the rail
When everybody dissed you, and now they miss you
When you were a little boy all you wanted to do was make it in the world but still be you
But Im glad to say this boy but you havent failed, All you need to do now is get out of jail
Everyone tries it, Tries to get their name out, But the most they ever get is a shout out
So you try to move onto guns n crack, spittin a load of bullshit that just sounds wack
Then the government gets on your tail, Pay the heatin bill or youre goin to jail
Then they try to run away and never come back, Like half the soldiers did when they went to Iraq,
But soon after time their name gets booked, Its prison for them but you aint no crook
They just tryin to make a livin out somethin you enjoy, That youve dreamed about scince you was a little boy,
But it never worked out and you know youve failed
I hate to say this boi but you're stuck in jail, You never thought about this when you was leanin on the rail
When you were a little boy all you wanted to do was make it in the world but still be you
You fucked it all up and you knowed, You smoked the weed that you growed
Your battles never made the road, You havent payed the money you owed
Now youre sad boy cos you know youve failed, you fucked it all up and now youre in jail
And now youre in jail
And now youre in jail
You fucked it all up and now youre in jail
[I'll make a beat for this song and record it in the next few weeks]
It's the story of one of my friends whose now in a jail in Bristol, He'll be pleased that I'm makin this song for him & I hope you like it.
It's in compound time and will have a heavy beat.
Comments would be appreciated. Thanks