a little insight into how its like in the rough areas that no one gets to see
Chess, Chess Intelligence, Chess_Intelligence, Infamous, Infamous Uk, Chess Uk
Its just one man band, a solo rap/grime/uk baseline artist/lyricist/song writer from South London
Like most people I can't really put a date from when i started rapping because my firneds & I have always been freestyling or just putting random lines and bars together when we're playing around
I guess its just something I've been around with
Story behind the song
a little insight into how its like in the rough areas that no one gets to see
Lyrics
They say the city moves fast
so I hope you up to the task
out here on the London Streets
If you aint struggling then you faking it
. . . the city moves fast
so I hope you up to the task
out here on the London streets
get money & die taking it
. . . out here on the london streets, you get taxed for breathing
struggling but f*** your weeping, hustling, to back your seeds then
. . . its out to the pub, get your drink on cuz the days are tough
rudeboy, you better watch your face, meaning watch your place
cuz we breaking in, the money?, we'll find where you saving them
with the mandem, we breaking in, till you dont recognise your place again
. . . when times get hard, its do or die fam, dont mind the scars
I know life is hard, but still trying not to spend my life in bars
C
. . . out here on the london streets, we stuck in a place we call home
only goverment winning so we lead our own like punishment being given, we fall low
. . . can you handle the stress? will you buckle handing your best
everyone's out for the p's & q, when it aint easy like squeezing fruit
only the politicans cake out, some idiot push you so a bar fight breaks out
. . . better grab a bottle, on yours 1's?, you best hit the throttle
cuz the beer boys are no joke, they've been f*** ed too, living with no hope
. . . its either pints or dope, choose what you want after you find here's no joke
C
this is for all the guys that been dead, stayed hustling over the queens head
cuz I know your graves own taxes, from this crazy system thats backwards
this is for all the bobs on two shifts, I know the living is ruthless
for single mothers on two shifts, who dont know where their next food is
north side (north side), east side (east side), west side (west side), south
beer drinking, f*** tea at mid-day, we bear sipping
