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See me on the c2c, by the window seat
Concrete to Concrete
I put the bark in Barking
Nearly jumped off at Benfleet
'Cause next G's on the platform always wanna watch me
Like I won't hop out the doors and
Fly kick man straight into the bench seat
Like the c2c I make ends meet
Started with a bone & a 10 sheet
Moved up to a phone & a Z, we
Flip that 'cause the hustle game deadly
Ya get me? I don't take cheek
Criss white's on the feet, yh I step neat
She said "she never met a boss, till she met me"
I said "I never met an 'osh, till I met you"
& that was rude of me
I take the piss, but I'm an asshole
I take the piss from Shoebury to Plaistow - Usually I'm calm though
Fake G's showing off the metal like a car show
I show the aura, now they never wanna war Joe
I'm in a Blue Range, bumping Ralo
Racist Police, caught the White man red handed
But some how concluded it's our fault
I just said take that like Gary Barlow
Loose lips poison the grapevine
Why they want to gossip & hate why?
When I was 15, I took your wifey to Lakeside
Sorry I'm a pain, like
Buss man in this his buss down canines
You're not a trapper, that's a moody yay line
I'm groovy & bookey at the same time
Looking at the game like
You're off your fruit & nut
I've got an elegant missus
She never like trainers, it's just shoe's that strut
Nothing with laces, vintage Chanel's with chain in
& I'm a nuisance cuz
Mess with what I'm making
Bang on your gloves & aprons
I ain't gotta prove I'm rough
Roughed up bailiffs
East-End nutter like Cray Twins
One step in the right direction
I fantasise of big knifes at night
And slicing up One Direction
A killer on the loose - I'm Blade with a white complexion
Is that far enough?