BlindHelperMonkey
Bluelighter
shut up, its not a fucking video
There ain't no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't send you to hell if he lived in hell from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at night coz the house is so cold,
And he just had a baby girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime knowing he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, moving the movable weight,
He's curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release date,
I do this for the man that won't give up no matter the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they heart's full with hate,
For the man's thats on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face,
Just so one day, he can move him out of this place,
I tell it straight if we don't do crime, we're below the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking babies let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there ain't enough jobs,
So the only way certain man can work is hustle and rob,
If you don't have to live it it's cool, if you live it it's cruel,
I wish I never had to fucking live this at all,
My white british 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're living in council flats,
Credit cards on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and just started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look like tramps wearing hand-me-down pants,
10p food cans, kitchens filled with roaches and ants,
I say keep your head high coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we have
I say keep your head high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we have
~ english frank, 100 bars of truth pt2
There ain't no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't send you to hell if he lived in hell from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at night coz the house is so cold,
And he just had a baby girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime knowing he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, moving the movable weight,
He's curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release date,
I do this for the man that won't give up no matter the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they heart's full with hate,
For the man's thats on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face,
Just so one day, he can move him out of this place,
I tell it straight if we don't do crime, we're below the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking babies let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there ain't enough jobs,
So the only way certain man can work is hustle and rob,
If you don't have to live it it's cool, if you live it it's cruel,
I wish I never had to fucking live this at all,
My white british 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're living in council flats,
Credit cards on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and just started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look like tramps wearing hand-me-down pants,
10p food cans, kitchens filled with roaches and ants,
I say keep your head high coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we have
I say keep your head high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we have
~ english frank, 100 bars of truth pt2
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