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I him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"
"His old material will die"
So how's he than before?
I heard a man say "Ghetts do it anymore"
"His old material will die"
So he better than before?

1]
My mind works, my works
I burst, eyes first
Arms next, third
And you won't find where police might
I divert, right turn
And if I get caught, I ain't out hench
Nah, famalam, I am not Mercs
And that's not a send, my friend
My curse was really good, I'm hood
They talk the talk, I the walk
If only you lot could see these
Ghetto's old school a Eastleigh crook
Spill, shh shh, stab, kill!
off man that don't believe G would
But I'm living on the edge, no
And of you niggas wanna see me pushed

2]
Fuck your badboy
Tryna shit you never done
But we know real did it
If you think you're heavy, I'm 11 tonne
But I'm at that stage of my
I've been get away from the hype
But it's dangerous times, safer inside
Backstabbers come and stick a blade in my spine
Just cause I'm the skinny sort, they think can fuck with me
Rudeboy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult, please fuck with G
I'm stressed out, lost one of my niggas to a bullet (RIP Wallace)
I'm paranoid to the fullest so even if looking, it might make me pull it

I him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"
"His old material will die"
So how's he better before?
I heard a man say "Ghetts do it anymore"
"His old material will die"
So how's he than before?

3]
Them niggas done no drive-by shootings
when I buy my new ting
I'll be like roll deep in a ringer, fuck it
all the way down when I buss it
Faith Evans, I'm a survivor
Aim my weapon, eye of the
Try and free my venom, I was ever ya
If they like lemon, I'm a
What? What? What's happening?
food, same packaging
And I still got from yards
Through Stratford, Ilford, and Dagenham
Have to run up battering when battling
Black stallion, a man'll through galloping
Yeah, all panicking
The old Ghetto is back again