Talkin' 'bout the science of deprevation From to whereever in the council estates the mans is strugglin'. The lower working class.
Blud, you got to sleep round and have nightmares, up and find the worst reality is right there. The difference is, in my dream's I'm always scared, But in reality, on road, I'm prepared. So now who's gonna wanna run up and become a gonna wanna get us, but they're on a longers. I'm out to get the same cats from last summer, But man see them again, It's like done a runner. I'm in the same mannor, on the same number And knows where I'm at and what I'm under, I'm in the same slums, the funds. In the where the yute man are blazin' the guns. look how this United Kingdom has come, Within the council estates where fight over crumbs, We got young single mums, Havin' the hardest time tryn'a for their daughters and their sons Be out their yutes, cause their yutes are left out there, Raised on the of these streets without care. Now havin' our fair share of gun warefare And it's all gone nuts and that's cause it's poor here. want more here, We're all on the here, It's raw here, can't sleep and ignore here, life's kinda militant, in the grime, Nothin's equivillent to this estate of mind.
We know that we have been living our lives through the times, Still we know that we keep up the faith in our hearts and minds.
I live amongst syringes, Squatters' doors off the hinges, Hookers lookin' for Bobby, shottin' their minges. Leavin' used out on the staircases, Next to the broken pipes that's by the Base Heads. Local estate heads, have up to hate Feds, with no helmets drivin' round on some bait peds. Abandoned cars are at the of the block, So when it's down, have got a place to plot, To cotch and pot, And watch this spot, Full up of lost souls no goals who get left to rot. And what, I don't expect you to comprehend is Why I got all actin' so defensive. The neighbourhood shotters have all what it's comin' to. coppers on patrol are boppin' with a gun too. So could bun you, and desert you. How long they gonna mourn you when mercs you? not to get shift when shiftin' your work true When you shift there ain't nowhere to splurt to. The stakes are high, the best get placed. Tryn'a find how sweet success taste. In a where everybody is tryin' to flex. really gettin' anywhere, So vexed, life kinda militant, in the grime, Nothin's to this council estate of mind.
We that we have been living our lives through the hardest times, we know that we must keep up the faith in our hearts and minds.
So are lyrics for my people, Livin' on the who, they ain't got nuttin' else to retreat to. If you gettin' food next wanna eat you, Pure, bad beefs to get to delete you. So man nowadays are so see-through, Beware of their deceitful ways when the you. Those who feel it know it they've been through, Times when friends wanna switch up to beat you. I used to see it but, Now I got a view, Don't let no bad minded try get near you. If they're not on your level they'll hear you no time to be shaken or fearful. If you've been through, some of evil that we do, A hundred Mary's ain't enough to redeem you. All of my long friends are crack fiends, Who have gone too far, but still say they mean too. Does alleviation through and crack relieve you? losin' their mind And me too. Step into my world if you wanna a preview, But don't tell a soul, they just won't believe you. The kinda militant, in the grime, Nothin's equivillent to this estate of mind. kinda militant, in the grime, Nothin's equivillent to this council of mind.
We that we have been living our lives through the hardest times, Still we that we must keep up the faith in our hearts and minds. We know we have been living our lives through the hardest times, Still we know that we must keep up the in our hearts and minds.