Secondary school Never home, Man call me a dirty Ten stone so think I'm easy to knockout Until they see me a shank or a kosh out I been in some situations I lucky, black magic's how I got out been a victim of police discrimination I've already clocked 'em long they hop out There's only one option way too hot out What's the problem, they don't see an Ex-con out? I know they ain't harassing every Harry, and Tom out I'm just doing a promo for my very song out I ain't done all go back to the cop house is illegal hustle, see me handing any rock out? (No) Go ahead get the dog out apologise when you have to let me go Cause you ain't gonna find shit, except my Not one line on me, no extra And an every time they felt a question go Like, I'm coming from?' I just Jerome's Like, 'where I'm to?' I'm heading Like I do for money Look, I'm loads of CD's This is really a stone I leave with a bag five in the envelope And my so busy I don't get to roll With the like before I wanna let 'em The day I watched an episode of Friends And it me of when we were together most days Now like he couldn't see me through a telescope (Fuck) wrong with me? Pick up a Dial the in If it rings out a message So the shows when I called But for all I a brother could be livin' like an Eskimo Heaven knows it's a while since Swift linked up Tell your family hello (hello) It's music people me for But my people are my so they know me more And when it comes to My Ish would tell you music isn't the only door Football was a good if you team ain't anywhere within the Premier The way it's going on it won't be long it gets him there Now his head is clear I bet he has a better Get the P's in These pockets are big to keep the Queen in Some call me GH, Peacon calls me My name to be J-Reaper and then Freedom My name's Justin My dawgs call me What's I swapped the O for the S Oh yes I'm a man a lot of names A man with dirt on my hands I can't wash A man only hell can But I'm also a man only God could I smoke til the pain's away Blue slims, and some proper Haze it comes to Chronic, I'm Dr. Dre Two a day How much can my take? Lose control when the start to dominate I can't act like the thought ain't never crossed my (it has) It ain't rare It's a common I can make drugs disappear, a lot of ways say no Where the at? Get the out I'm Winehouse, no It's not my music in any way No way, all I need is a mic no feedback I to get the peng off Mishak Now he's on remand for something that he did Police keep locking up the Where the at? Titch, free Ashman and free Shaq Free Shorts and my nigga T-man And when each and every one of them are All I'm gonna say is does it feel to be a free man?' Free Shocks, Shots when he lands Oops I nearly forgot, when's out? That's a nigga that I can't wait to see about (MY NIGGA!) I heard Smokey's back in I never knew, happened now? In fact the were always tryna catch him They let him go and get him again when back around It's a vicious and I'm glad I'm out Repping my niggas the music I'mma throw a party they're back in town Big dance, massive Get the Get the out Take a my nigga So a permanent fixture my nigga Come smoke, and have a drink with me, nigga to a show Come on a with me nigga Couple girls, you can one or two a group to Ame on the loop As this beat stays on a Ross is on lock but when not make room