Fire In the Booth

[Intro]

Small Heath

Birmingham

Invasion Alert

Rest in peace my brudda' Depzman, 2Real

Large up Charlie Sloth, fire in the booth

Madting

YO

Shoutout to all the man back home

Some real shit

[Song 1]

Yo

Yo my little bro

I hope you're doing well

What I'm going through is hell

And it don't seem real

And I can't hold it to myself

Yeah I'm sipping on a drink

And [CENSORED]

We gon' smoke it to the clouds

And just pray for the best, I can't keep doing tunes

I'm thinking about all the things that we used to do

That's why I find comfort in smoking weed in your room

I hope you don't feel all alone, cuz' I'ma be with you soon bro

I miss you too much blud, their ain't been a tag team like us since

The Legion of Doom

Wish it was 3,2,1 and blast me to the moon

I'm grieving, don't ask me when I'm releasing a tune

Cuz' i just lost my best friend

The realest of bredrins

2real try tell me that we wasn't destined

Or making our mums proud

I even stopped chilling with the wrong crowd

I wanna quit this music cause' it's long now

And any wrong how nuff' man never helped ya

These times [CENSORED] grams on about cha

But you never got to do it

Alcohol has got me through it

All this skunk that I've been smoking

I've been drunk for a month

And i ain't gassing, i ain't gassing, I ain't ever lied

And for the man that done it blud, I hope you're feeling terrified

My boys loved Depz

Small Heath had to ride

Black tick certified

Blue tick verified

God damn where was I?

Now i ain't scared to die

Thinkin' bout' death and how am I prepared for mine

Bury me a g, when they put me in the sky

My heart bleeds, every time your mommy looks me in the eyes fammo

And that's pure love, not embarrassment

Shoulders still bruised from when we had to carry him

There's no comparison

Doing this for my mum

Doing this for Alison

I'm doing this for all of yous

I'm doing this for Rea

Yeah, I'm doing it for Lou

I ain't doing this for me

Fam, I'm doing this for you

I'ma do, I'ma do, till it can't be done

Yeah your spirits still here, but your heart beats gone

I know he felt safe, when I was by him

Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying

Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here

Wish that i could shed a tear

Took a trip up to a pier

Just so that i could disappear

Real talk

Shout out to my brudda' Rosay

Flew me out the country, just so we could chill the whole day

No way, I'd be lying, if i said I'm okay

And that's why on Friday's I try my best to go pray

Yeah, I know I'm a hypocrite

At least I'd admit to it

Say they know how I feel

No not a little bit

Whole bottles empty

It started with a little sip

Head starts spinning, anytime I think of it

Cream, you was only 18

You was having up the scene

Now you're gone, how you mean?

Ima do this for the team

This ended as a nightmare

But it started as a dream

Yeah, your dream, our dream

Feels like i'm dreaming

You wanna know why I'm here, then 2Real's the reason

Yeah, 2Real, who real

All i know is you real

If no one had my back then I always knew that you will

I'll see you in the new world

Wait for me in paradise

People seeking fame off your name the little parasites

On a bag of hype

Blud it sends me mad at night

Trynna' cause trouble on the road So i can have a fight

Going mad, I need help

Panicking I freak out

Walking up and down

Blud I've ended up in B12, We got [CENSORED] in green house, my head lights are on cause it's dark in front of me now

Inside I've had enough, but outside I'm acting tough

Cherish all the memories, in Amsterdam and Magaluf

Yeah, we was meant to this together

Without your strength and support, I can't do this my bredda

Cuz you're still that guy

Yeah, you're still that fly

I'm still smoking, till I shouldn't feel that high

Yeah you're still the same

You still killed the game

Just another young nigga that was filled with pain

And it's a shame

And as long as i'm alive, I'm gonna carry out your name, till i see you again

My brudda, Depzman rest in peace fam

[Interlude]

Hooligan out 2014 that's my album

Big up all my mandem

Big up D2, big up Yaseen

Big up the Small Heath mandem

Trust me, every time big up Charlie once again, fire in the booth

Big opportunity, ya danno

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[Song 2]

Let me upon my mind and release some tensions

In beef i don't leave my bredrins

Trynna' go hard for the next 10 years so when i'm old I don't need my pension

HMP you better free my henchmen

Role true, fam I need my entrance

Don't like going on twitter no more

Cuz depz's name's all I see in my mentions

Fam i can't cope with it

Yeah, i miss them times I smoke with him

Or link up and buss two joke with him

Now i'm upset and i can't hold it in

He was a younger me

I was an older him

Bout a month that I ain't been sober in

Na I don't wanna do this music ting

But this music ting is what i owe to him

I could quit music, but i probably won't help

I can't be out here, feeling sorry for my self

Need to provide for the ones that I ride for

Don't wanna watch no Corrie in a cell

Did this ting, yeah we did it by ourselves

From the road trips, to the studios

All those times we was chilling in my house

Those times are the times, that I'm thinking about

Yeah, I'm lost without you

And it feels like i can't be a boss without you

Road to success in front of my face

And it feels like I can't walk across without you

Having flashbacks about that night thinking why couldn't that doctor help you?

Yeah, it's mad how things change

Trust me it's insane

If i never done music

I'm trynna think where I'd be right now

Probably on the road, where drugs get sold

Watching my back when I leave my house

On the roads you don't know who to trust

But in this music ting i'm due to bust

So don't ever try get rude to us

What you think I'm a prick cause I spray bars?

My bredrins inside on a ten stretch

And I'm pissed cause I was on the same charge

Yeah, so don't talk bad if you ain't' hard

I'm getting all stressed cause Lee's in there

I'm trynna get rich, when he's in there

When he comes out, he's nice

Jesus Christ

I need to hold up things and make sure everything'll be just right

Yeah, I'm standing alone

Working so I won't answer my phone

Yeah I'm bad to the bone

Thinking your bad cause' your bredrins there

But there's no-one there when you're [CENSORED] on your own

Yeah' i'm standing alone

Them little boys can't stand on my throne you're mad

If I get shot or stabbed tomorrow

Then who's gonna look after your dad

Real talk

Cause' I only say what I live

Take a seat, get down with my history

My old man never showed me love, that's the reason why he don't mean shit to me

Gotta succeed with life, I'll rub it in his face all smug face with victory

Don't know whats written in the book no more

So the rest of my life is a mystery

Yo, when will it stop?

I miss them days getting sent to the shop

I was walking around, not a care in the world

But these days now I'm repenting to God

A few years back, I was sending a lot

Now man will get aired like a vent in a crop

Nuff man try glamourise this life

But try glamourise when your friends in a box

Yo, when will it stop?

Yeah I've got nuff bredrins locked down getting sent down to the block

I don't wanna live that life

So I grip that mic

Yo fuck am I shotting out 10's on the block

Fuck am I shotting out eights to the kids

Yo we need to change these ways that we live

Don't you want a house?

Don't you want a business?

Yo I'm gonna stop taking the piss

Cause not long ago I was low on p's getting bored of the mic

Two two's now I'm a lord of the mic

Give me a time and a place

Right by your estate

If you try violate then of course I'ma fight

Sick of these yutes getting caught in a hype

Whatever happened to a good old straightener nowadays it's only swords or a knife

Or a strap or a tool

Please stop acting a fool

There's no-one there when your backs to a wall

I'ma tell these yutes get back to your school

Go and get your grades

Yutes in my ends, I'ma set the pace

You don't know about life

I've been stressed for days

Story, I'ma write an extra page

I get zoned out when I bless my haze

You know why, these days I've been thinking loads

Probably the reason I'm drinking loads

Yeah I've got real big things to accomplish

But I don't seem to close if I'm honest

I'ma keep on trying

Active ain't no time for a lie in

Wastemans send and I ain't replying

Cause I don't wanna go pen, i'll fry him

Yeah I'm growing up now

Invasion alert we're blowing up now

If a man wants it, I'll show him up now

When will it stop?

My team will be the next to the top

So stop hating

Foot to the pedal but we're not racing

Trynna get rich, but the blocks raving

When will it stop?

My team will be the next to the top

Tell a man a leng is there

Man are thinking they're bad cause they're hench and stare

Fam I don't care if you're benching bare

Man still get left in intensive care

Allow the vex up

Get a left hook

And that's it all ended there

If my name comes out of your mouth

Then after that, that's extended air

Yeah, yeah I'ma fuck this up, and make them wish that the beat ended there

Man saw me on lord of the mics, but they wish my career got ended there

Lowe that, man can't end this bre

Bare man don't want us to clock on

So they try indirecting yeah

Them man are indisending bare

Take your food to my ends and share

With my real niggas that make ends meat

They will ride out when it gets peak

On a mad ting ya can't test me, test who?

Test me, 2Real that's Depz g

Riding round with my older dawgs in that X6 no X3

And I still rap

Still trap

Still out here trynna see a mill stack

Still riding out with the ill pack, and all of my mandem will back

Wellbeck like Man U

But even you know that mans due

Want piff I'll bring coupla grams through

I'm gunna blow

There ain't' nothing you can do

2Real

Fire in the booth