Teachers who saw their education as a blessin Come to school now all in a sort of depression All o' da kids in the class, they all stressin The teacher's just waitin for that first kid to test him So school doesn't seem like its any kind of lesson We're out on the streets tryna make our possession The manor that we're from has turned like spaghetti western With itchy fingers on da triggers ready for the pressin and its... Pure depression, I'm standin at the crossroads Thinkin bout all the other children of the lost souls And now we only aim for goals that we can see Another brother thought he saw his future shottin B He's 19 an' he's caught wid a half a Kee So now he ain't comin' home until he's 33 What a waste of a life Jus' like a criss girl I knew who fucked man for a taste of pipe No-one's ready to face up to these fights But you find some mad shit on these council estates at night So lock your shit down safe an tight And stand firm like a soldier so you don't lose face, all right? The police patrol the streets like beasts Instead of chasin the thiefs they pull us up and give us beats So we run these streets red, kids are holdin their head As they drivin around on their stolen peds They're just dealin the cards that life has dealt em Half of their crews are now lockdown in Feltham Schools an' probation just can't seem to help dem The law has made sure that they've grown to resent dem Don't ask them now what is their life representin To get through their day is their sole intention An you can't tell them that they're wrong Coz they're all men-child and feel they know what's goin on They haven't got no time to enjoy jus bein young or havin fun They out there keepin it headstrong They couldn't let Skinnyman come and advise them They look at me as if my words was patronisin They can't think about no long-term plans When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans dem They can't think about no long term plans When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans them...
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Copy to Clipboard: Teachers who saw their education as a blessin Come to school now all in a sort of depression All o' da kids in the class, they all stressin The teacher's just waitin for that first kid to test him So school doesn't seem like its any kind of lesson We're out on the streets tryna make our possession The manor that we're from has turned like spaghetti western With itchy fingers on da triggers ready for the pressin and its... Pure depression, I'm standin at the crossroads Thinkin bout all the other children of the lost souls And now we only aim for goals that we can see Another brother thought he saw his future shottin B He's 19 an' he's caught wid a half a Kee So now he ain't comin' home until he's 33 What a waste of a life Jus' like a criss girl I knew who fucked man for a taste of pipe No-one's ready to face up to these fights But you find some mad shit on these council estates at night So lock your shit down safe an tight And stand firm like a soldier so you don't lose face, all right? The police patrol the streets like beasts Instead of chasin the thiefs they pull us up and give us beats So we run these streets red, kids are holdin their head As they drivin around on their stolen peds They're just dealin the cards that life has dealt em Half of their crews are now lockdown in Feltham Schools an' probation just can't seem to help dem The law has made sure that they've grown to resent dem Don't ask them now what is their life representin To get through their day is their sole intention An you can't tell them that they're wrong Coz they're all men-child and feel they know what's goin on They haven't got no time to enjoy jus bein young or havin fun They out there keepin it headstrong They couldn't let Skinnyman come and advise them They look at me as if my words was patronisin They can't think about no long-term plans When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans dem They can't think about no long term plans When they just young boys tryin to be some o' da mans them...
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