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Rap, Hip-hop, Battle, diss
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,759
Peak in subgenre #872
Author
Justice 96
Rights
Justice 96
Uploaded
April 21, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 1.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I Wrote It Like 6 Months Ago, I Just Recorded It, I Made A Few Mistakes Spittin It, But Hey
Lyrics
Getting raised in Runcorn is a hazard to ya health//
We got ICI use pollution to give them wealth//
We don’t know what type of effect this is having on our body//
They should stop and think if they wish to save…anybody//
Bodies with decease//
This guy was the village priest//
Now his body is ridden with disease//
Why did you have to f**k with a guy who talked about Jeeeesus//
Disease is spredin its the day of your weddin//
Today is probably gonna finish the opposite of Armageddon//
We got car’s speedin down the streets like maniacs//
Old men start to have panic attacks//
Police do f**k all now what up with that//
We got easy jet using Runcorn as a flight path//
1 in a million planes crash man do the math//
Cars getting robbed then full of flames//
I know who they are but I aint mentionin names//
We have our share of corrupt cops//
I thankful to god for he protects us from gun shots//
If you could feel my pain//
You would put your head down in shame//
I wanna live life to the full//
But the weather got me feelin…dull//
Chrorus:-
To my comrads in Runcorn//
You aint got to feel pain no more//
Justice here to save ya//
God sent me as your saviour//
My teacher’s would tell ya bout my behaviour//
But look at me now//
I got family ethics//
But now the council wanna make us try different methods//
I got a dream like everyone//
I wanna make record’s for anyone//
Listen to the news people dyin//
Can’t help but bow my head ‘start cryin’//
We got a problem on streets face it’s real//
This s**t don’t sell I gotta steal//
Here some advice castle fields is outta bounds//
Unless you like the sound of bullet bounds//
Street thugs like to fight//
Walk in the dark stay out of sight//
Gang warfare people say it don’t exist//
Well I put it to you your startin to take the p*ss//
We can all be friendly if we try//
But some mothaf**kers are to shy//
To swallow their pride and shake hands//
This one goes out to all of my fans//
