Victory

Ghetts – Victory Full cartridge, eleven past ten Friday night Loco has got man on the grey goose though So, eyes just fucked right now But you know what. GH GHETTS IN IT GANG Yeah yeah all of that but we’re leaving everything Everything I say, I don’t even care right now We’re leaving it lots It is what it is dawg GHETTS IN IT GANG all day say nothing I’m firing, GH I’m running this entire ting Even though I ain’t mainstream yet in years to come my struggle will be inspiring The raise and raise of, inside the mind of a grime god, what else But there’s always something to prove So, there will never be a day when I feel like retiring The journalists keep enquiring, the verdict is its my pride that makes me the lion king These MCs keep lying in bars, they ain't a lie in the path that I’m writing in Being a star comes with strings attached like a violin Fuck the clash it’s the fight within, in this life of sin You wanna fly and they wanna tie your wings, me I’ll die to win Chorus It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history (free man) Some say my attitude stinks (why they say that) But my breath smells like Mr. Min (haaa) I’ve had enough of the comparisons Don’t compare me to them it’s embarrassing On road I’m a legend like Marilyn, Monroe so now you know why I’m arrogant Flow was punch line to throw like a javelin I am one talented soul so many talents how the fuck do I balance I was a named brand before I had management Now I’m on the road, my name’s traveling Across the globe while you’re at home imagining You was me that must be so challenging MCs do you wanna land that so airless "[?]" I’m carrying those that need dope on my back like a Samaritan Seeing me fails like catching a post sniffing coke in the attic "[?]" And when I blow believe it’s no accident Chorus It smells like victory (yeah it does), I’m on the road now jail time’s history (yeah, I am) Some say my attitude stinks (why the say that), but my breath smells like Mr. Min (haaaa) It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history Some say my attitude stinks but my breath smells like Mr. Min If you could see the way I’m rocking side to side right now You would have been basting up, big up man like Loco though Got man on the grey goose, Friday night, man like dollars outside waiting So, we’re gonna lock this off in a minute and keep it moving Fuck a few bitches, one might be yours you know That’s how it goes, (Haaaaaa) that’s what you do when you’re a free man Named brand and shit, understand what I’ve accomplished mate I know the screws are thinking fuck, how’d this, this boy do this Coz I was trapped in their system you know I’ll be real with you I was in that system for a long time But hear what I’m screaming jokes aside, I’m out of that When the screws see me, its on TV, when they hear me it’s on radio Get rid of my cell, I ain’t coming back, yeah on another note though Hold tight my dawgs locked down caught, see what it is I know what you’re going through, and when you get your change to be free again Make sure you do your ting right fam, on a real ting, don’t ever let ever ever Go back to that place, I don’t like no arguing with me or no orders That’s why I’m a free man today, I got a shift the other day and as a quick reminder of why I’m staying out, who the fuck do they think they’re talking to Like you see without the uniform, ours bang you up on a quick one yeah Don’t get me wrong the grey goose’s got me saying staff That I’d never say on record on a normal day But you know what, its how I really feel so fuck it, if you don’t like it suck your mother It is what it is, GHETTS IN IT GANG all day every fucking day I’m not gonna say no more, coz I might end up saying something real stupid (hahahhahhah) Pussy Chorus It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history Some say my attitude stinks but my breath smells like Mr. Min End