Shout

The industry will slave you, whips and the chains too

You hear that thought that I gave you?

Money on your mind so you fortunate, ain't you?

It's fly when I rhyme like I'm talking with angels

Close your eyes and see what I paint you

Cloud, sky, the light and it's plain view

Heaven sent, a break that will represent

Hate, I can see through when evil is resident

Jumped in this game like we are the best

Came in as rookies, now we are the vets

You want the fame? I need respect

So take the trophies, I'll keep the cheque

Been rapping for years

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Still had diplomat affairs

How we got these rappers scared?

Heavy when we come through

Look at what it's come to

Europe's number one crew

Shout, shout, let it all out

These are the things I can do without

Come on

I'm talking to you, so come on

(Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, uh)

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Scream, shout, watch what they try to tell you

Can't afford to buy the dreams that they try to sell you

Uh, time to eat, have a big munch

Can't make the same mistakes twice, you live once

Write hooks and punchlines, see, I be

Popping bare shit but back it up, Ali

Yeah, you know you messing with some lame niggas

When they won't give you a shot and know you game winners

But we back in focus, rap ferocious

We a breath of fresh air, they just halitosis

Claim they getting money so they braggadocious

It's hard to eat with a pack of roaches

Life gets fucked up, it's tough luck

When there ain't no justice, there's just us

Had enough of the BS, then you should shout

These are just some of the things that I could do without

Shout, shout, let it all out

These are the things I can do without

Come on

I'm talking to you, so come on

We love how you haters do (Love it)

See, hate's the new love

But still the love's overrated too

Just tryna make it through

New Rose, the gang is more than a major crew

Watch me on pay-per-view

We are the roads, who else would we cater to?

Won't stop 'til the stakes is mine

And that's just our state of mind

Fly with us (Take off)

How you hard in the streets when you stay home?

While we stars overseas where they ain't know

Caught a case, we were shotting in estates homes

Our lawyer Marie is explosive, case closed

Youngers is hungry like creatures for bait stones

Flooded our cities with ninas and achromes

And now there's nothing between us but hate shows

The roads is uglier, meaner than Grace Jones

Shout, shout, let it all out

These are the things I can do without

Come on

I'm talking to you, so come on