Stepped out on crud mud
On the hunt like Elmer fud
I need funds I need drugs
I need guns I need love
I need something that I can move
I need something that I can shot
I ain’t got nothing to prove
I’m not lookin to move all hot
One way trip to the land of nod
When you get touched with the hand of god
I’m not lookin to lose this plot
I’m just looking to move this dot,
On my ones no gang no mob
When I bang, I’m bang on job
Get banged up stupid, thinking it’s all just music,
yeh yeh I’m angry a lot cos,
England’s ending death still pending, where’s that money you spent?
Work all week sell coke on weekends still can’t pay my rent
Times are tough
I’ve had enough
So if I wanna ****ing rush you you’ll get rushed.
Stepped out on sauce, ‘course
I put £10 on that horse,
Another £10 arsenal draws,
I don’t even watch this sport
But I’ve got money and I need more
Landlords keeping me on all 4’s
Break done 2 and a q with my bro
And shot work from a Honda Accord
According to news we’re all ****ed
Man are keeping the tool all tucked
No youth clubs, no money or houses
Poor people are shit out of luck
Studio flat 800 a month
2 bedroom 2 grand and above
Man dem risking hands in cuffs
Betrayed by land we love ‘cos…
England’s ending death still pending, where’s that money you spent?
Work all week sell coke on weekends still can’t pay my rent
Times are tough
I’ve had enough
So if I wanna ****ing rush you you’ll get rushed.
England's Ending