Groundhog (Instrumental)

Living life like a ground hog Black bandana and it sounds of Sirens and violence 24/7 no days off As a younger he tried be a pro baller But no scouts never called up Now ya catch him on the corner Number one gunner and hes rising the tall up Worked the life that he's wanted Older brothers doing 10 for a gun ting His world don he wasn't on that Black balaclava and gloves for the robbery Dem time there his looking food for da family Buss gunshot and drink brandy Living at home with his mumsie There were one day that he had to go hungry It goes on and on Now he's said that he worked out The olders are cool but they're burnt out They haven't put in work for the last couple years so according to him they don't dump out Anyway he got shift wid a couple boxes Boydem run up in his mumsies Lucky that he never had the 45 Dutty Babylon they would have loved it So when the judge slapped him with a sentence Not one ounce of repentance Tried the screw face ting when he was about on the wing But when he got punched up he remembered That he wasn't bout that life on the inside Never ad the heart of a warrior Started promising himself dat he werent coming back Got surrounded by goons and he felt like a foreigner Anyway them man a touch road Now he's saying get down or lay down Upgraded himself from mini to a monster Brand new bully in the playground Mumsie can't take it She goes hard with the prayers onna Sunday She beg Jesus for guidance and mercy to show him a better way Anyway my mans Muslim He's goes hard with the war on the friday He said he's done with the bacon But he still goes ham with the lemon and the highgrade On On On and on Its goes on and on The pressure is rising We keep on surviving There's no disguising It goes on and on The road that you're taking The world that you're making There's no escaping It goes on and on Now we got a new chapter Life of a new wave gangster When my don said he's picking up boxes Cash in hand He aint holla'in a sponser Now he knows about obia So he's spreading big money on the dark side Try pay for protection Pray for protection Shook He was just hoping he won't die Cause nobody wants gunshots Never get caught slipping on the wrong side Yo the streets look then the streets chat He heard that somebodies just put money on his headback But he said he don't even bidniss He said dem man better get a refund He don't leave the yard without the big ting He said funeral but it ain't he's one Yo mumsie can't take it She goes hard with the prayers onna sunday She knows he won't make it But she still beg Jesus To hear what she's gotta say But anyway my mans dumping People wit shots in tha face and headbacks Mana move scary like Halloween pumpkin Dem mana dat buss gun dem man dat don't take chat It goes on and on and on On and on On and on On and on On and on On and on It goes On and on On and on