[Bashy]
Oi, nah, this is that North West music, yeah
[Verse]
Looking back on my journey from the moment I was born to man's 30's
Formative years, teens, twenties shaped man early
Thatcher years, that was the decade that Mum birthed me
I'm an eighties baby yeah I know it sounds cool but I was really born then
I grew up in North West
Wookie and Lain told us every day is like a battle but I never had a war chess but
Mum was a hard worker
Pups was a hard worker
Went to school in Harlesden was a fast learner
I had The T Mobile before the orange merger
Those eight years prior there was a lot of murder
'02 to '10, back when waps were called skengs
War on the whole ends go to parties to celebrate life
Could meet your own death
All of that to no end
In retrospect makes no sense
Nonsense
It was just boys stopping boys from becoming grown men
For a thousand pound I heard a man kill his own friend
I heard they tortured one boy to the point it was groutesque
See a man go jail skinny come out hench
No neck
See a man go jail litty come home to no bread
The beef go so sticky
Left innocent boys dead
Hit boys and girls bullets discriminate no sex
See a man go lick kettles get caught and go pen
Now he's sitting down doing time for a Rolex
Oh the irony
We live so close but we hate each over
Didn't like condoms so now he has a baby mother
But it weren't his girl now his ops can't wait to fuck her
I've seen that unfold and just send a man crazy brudda
North West we've had some crazy summers
Everybody 38 and under
What a way to come up
Those were the circumstances were raised under
[Roses Gabor]
[Chorus]
Rudeboys and the G's on the come up
Lost in Dreams, til you slumber
Ring, ring, ring, got your number
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Rudeboys on the come up
OG's washed up, tryna keep up
Nine night lost prayers
Then cheers through tears
[Bashy]
[Verse]
Look
Made it to my thirties
I am luck I am God blessed
You know what I'm saying if like me you grew up on endz
Tryna find a way out is like tryna find the arc of the covenant
Thanks to the government
Grew up on Majors and Blairs and Browns and Camerons
Under surveillance and under cameras
Police used to pull us over guns drawn
At 17 and harass us
They never saw kids they saw our blackness
From the moment we're born the odds are stacked as high as the Shard
To reach the same level work twice as hard
From kidulthood to adulthood life is marred
Pull em up they say you're pulling a card
Spinning their lies on us
Stereotyping, disenfranchising us
Marginalizing us, then you're chastising us
Macpherson proved they're criminalizing us
You are what you see and you see how the world sees you
It's a cold world don't let it freeze you
Key is, educate yourself and it frees you
Look some will find a way to do it legal
Others shooting in the snow like Alejandro Iñárritu
We took lemons made lemonade
We took our demons and demonstrated
It's still fuck the police
Mr. Mark Duggan may you rest in peace
Mr, Stephen Lawrence may you rest in peace
God bless the dead
God bless the deceased
Whether they died at the hands of police
Or whether they died lost their lives to the streets
Could you be loved I got on repeat
I Reni Eddo Lodge any shackles on me
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