Drill Work

[Verse 1: Ghetts] Been there, done that No talk, done chat Came here, one man Three gyal, four car One yard, I love that 23 and wan' jump man Like my enemy, she wan' come back East side, all day the young G's ride, no face Skin blast, M-charge, two-five in that court case Biscuits a witness In my district, them man are short of cake Man ah order weight, then orchestrate On the corner bait, where the prostitutes wait to fornicate Where they watch the news and I thought [?] But deep thoughts can resort in a tortured brain I'm from the school of hard knocks You man weren't schooled the same Don't Run-DMC, don't walk this way Too many flows I can automate I know [?] chapter one, verse 48 [Chorus] Trill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work [Verse 2: Ghetts] Left turn, right turn Straight up, divert Mind games You don't know how my mind works Mind your business, I'll mind mine It's a minefield in my world Ice Cube with no Jheri curl Who do I like? Every girl I had Sue on my side, but she dead herself Ruined the vibe, now I'm with someone else Head over heels or underwhelmed Flow check, ain't out of my zone yet Rate, then go again, forgiveness after homewreck I will be there Where? Right over 'ere in expensive crep, them cold steps [Chorus] Trill work Thrill work Sound like drill work Plaistow, Stratford, Beckton, Ilford Manor Park, Custom House, Canning Town, East Ham Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work Sound like drill work [Verse 3: Ghetts] Gunshots Nothin' but gunshots They enter in beef, no surprise when someone drops Bruddas in the field, I don't mean Wireless or Lovebox There's no battle raps when it jumps off Gunshots Nothin' but gunshots They enter in beef, no surprise when someone drops Bruddas in the field, I don't mean Wireless or Lovebox There's no battle raps when it jumps off