93

I've said it before and I'll say it again

Life moves pretty fast

If you don't stop and look around once in a while

You could miss it

93

Blitz in the rain in Gap anoraks shifting the blame

Depicting the pain, upside down BMX fixing the chain

Thoughts spiral like the clips of my brain, conflicting the game

Tagging up scripts on the train

Bandana round my dome, running charges on my landline phone

Take a peek into the land I roamed

Hella gutter way of living but my loot cut clean

Bootcut jeans, galy with the hooped up rings and door knockers

Running from courts and law scholars

Inspector morse, informers in doors and floor squatters

Reinforced walls, no remorse from four coppers

Switching up my teachers report from drawered lockers

Chopper bikes, water fights with fairy up bottles

Had a yard full of social workers tearing up squabbles

Mummas burning sour flavours, watching thunderbirds and power rangers

Step daddies turn to coward strangers

Devouring my traitors, dirty garms of an ignorant style

Imagination of an innocent child set free in the wild

Playing in the sun, laughing at the fact life has only just begun

Slick in my way since days of heat, classic, the 12 inch rack, seems lunar like aqua

93

1993 shit

It was Garfield and Odie, park deals to pass bills to brodie

Even though my heart feeled unholy

Asterix and Obolix, crack to lick to comic strips

Back to flip the script but got no cash to give for chronic ticks

Hyping from a sunny delight, bummy despite

I was grinding till my money was right

Study an write my raps, reciting em back spray em with the other ggsss

Rolling with my pellet guns, quick to make a brudda freeze

Coloured tees, sucking on calipos in the summer breeze

Bedtime whiling mother please, more than short of a pence

With no thought or a sense, with my shorts three quarters the length

Barbed wire garms caught on the fence

Mad crushers on simone tryna hold a date an kiss her twice

Grazes on my shoulder blades roller skates from fisher price

In my early chapters, back flips from tree houses to a dirty mattress