Grime Music Made Me Do It

[Intro]

What does it all mean?

It means nothing

[?]

[Verse]

Raised in the place where it was knuckle up or buckle down

Belt buckles swinging at your face, you better duck it down

Mandem getting poked, let 'em know you ain't no fucking clown

Open fire in a crowded club, they have to shut it down

Bow, bow for the reload then pow, pow

Forward Riddim in my earphones, I was up and out

Ducking CID more times than I can fucking count

Always been a free man, trying not to fuck up now

But if we got a problem, you gon' be the last to know

I know where that pussy live, I might pull up to his home

Or with five pound entry, I might pull up to his show

Pull up, pull out Bobby's bat and telescope it to your dome (That's right)

Not much changed, I was in the home of the blues

With a flicknife in case they want my phone or my shoes

I just brought these Nikes, mandem ain't gon' take these shits from me

Crack your head before you get these size 11s, guarantee, guarantee

I'm for peace, but I don't turn the other cheek

There's no heaven in the sky, this Earth ain't worthy of the meek

If you see that God of yours, I've got some words from me to speak

Where was God when [?] in my ends got murdered in the street?

[Chorus]

And I ain't saying that it's right, I'm just saying how it is

And I ain't saying that I like or love the way I live

I'm just saying that you stick us in a place that raises kids

To be so hungry, got no money, we might just stick you in your ribs

[Outro]

Look, I ain't really bunned down a dance like that for a little while