Life

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Cray Zee T This is that real shit man Take it in I was born on the 31st of the 1st, mumsy was a swiping queen Her and Joey's mum, yeah they was a swiping team Every other summer they was on a New York hype Came back with bare garms, Filas to LA Lights Them times I used to go to Southern Road You think I dressed fresh to death? You should see my brudda's clothes I used to get strip searched on Southern Road Get the teacher's purse and hide it in some brudda's coat Catch him after school, grab him by his bloody throat Take it out his pocket, slap him in his fucking boat Josh, Jerry, me and ? was the A Team Summertime, Lister School, catch us in Playscheme All around 9, going on 18 All known by our first names, what a bait team Just before my sister got knocked up But way after my mumsy got locked up I used to tell my friends "my mum's on holiday" Cos I wouldn't dare tell em my mum was in Holloway Now she's back home going ten times harder And I'm getting spoilt rotten ten times larger My life's been fucked I'm not the only one No dad, so I had my mum and dad rolled in one I don't really give a shit cos you don't know me don I started smoking weed at 10, I drew it down slowly son Got the giggles and I keep laughing Saturday, Paki bashing at Queen's Market True stories fam, you should have seen Lee spark him Running off, catching joke, how we darked him For my age, I was over short When my pockets got light, I'd go and rob Dover Court In the night I'd ? your car to get the stereos I used to come home with bare notes and even Perry knows When I got shift, feds couldn't do shit I was too young to charge, they had to let me go Mumsy couldn't cope, now I'm in a children's home Look you'd never understand, you gotta be real to know Out of children's homes, now I'm stuck in foster care Laying in a stranger's house, I'm really feeling lost in here I had the most off keys, why you hating darg On a bench, blazing green up in Balham Park I was stuck in my ways from a early teen Moved to Forest Gate, then I started learning Dean Fell off Dean, started moving like a ? Walking up and down with Marcus every day, smoking bush These times Perry got the chocolate weed 3 grams for a benners, now my brudda's clocking Ps My life went from rags near to riches And then it went from slags up to bitches From sitting on my bum to my own business 04, 05, shit I don't business P said "Titch, look, don't forget the times when you never had the money for a loaf of bread" Now I'm shotting DVDs on a normal cuz And my money's fucking stacked like a loaf of bread They don't understand shit P Money I got you Long ?
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- Crazy Titch