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My childhood was lover's rock, rhythm and blues, dancehall
Man used to go bonkers at playing conkers, pogs and playing marbles
Loved British Bulldog, Hide and Seek and Pass the Parcel
Street fighter 'round the time that Wrighty Played for Arsenal
Fast forward, Money up against the school yard wall
Go home watch X-men and Marvel at hey Arnold
I was still a Virgin but all of my thoughts carnal
Like can I hit your g spot baby throw it back to
Wayne Marshall, Dark horse, but was a sensitive child
Temperament mild, never been wild
Rarely was riled, presentable while was never in style
Man never had a Avi, wasn't wavy and yet
I stood out, I was sweeter than Lyle's golden syrup
Always a smile before the ends and my poor
Choice of friends made me vile, life would've been different if I grew up in Chalfont St Giles
But I grew up in KG, made me cagey
Lucky that I always got home safely only know that looking back
On it now, saw my first strap at 15 I was just chilling at my pals
He let me hold it, oh, fucking ell
That could've went south
But to his credit took back cleaned it and wiped all down
He pulled out a stack
I'd never even seen that amount
He said to roll with him so I rolled with him for a bit then I bounced
Naive to it all but that's the kinda ting I was 'round, the writing was on the
Wall needed more than parkour to get out, I'm showing you how
Good Youts Turn Foul
Soft Kids Turn Shower
I'm telling you how
Sweet Boys Turn Sour
My mum was around, my dad was around, raised me well, but soon as I come out the house
Wow
The zones got me with the influence
That's how it is in most instances
Where do we come from? North Weezy
At the time growing up wasn't easy, please believe me
So even though the ends is picturesque and leafy
Underneath the surface it is greasy different day same feces
Started at school, Brent Cup, started at Ball, a hard tackle was the start of it all
Friends on the side of the pitch starting to taunt
Now on the summer holidays see them at parties and war
Them fun fairs weren't fun affairs but were hard to ignore
Stand by the bumper cars and screw the other side 'til your bored
Physically or mentally, then back to Kensal Green
I coulda been a rest in peace in Kilburn times, many times, but it weren't my time
Lucky I was acting, I was early on my grind, early on in life
Man were violating all my pride
Thoughts were swirling and swirling, til there was murder on mind
Good yout, but I was turning
To survive, end up purchasing a knife, next man to try a ting is getting chinged
Laws of attraction is a thing, as the universe would have it, man tried it went home and grabbed it, Came back a savage and tried to stab him, he jumped back and started Justin Gatlin
I chased him and tried to catch him, he's lucky I never caught him, I'm lucky I never caught him, if I did I woulda have bored him
The karma that woulda bought me, been arrested by the morning, two sets of
Parents balling, my mum woulda never thought it, thought I was chilling at Courtney's
Yeah I know that sounds sordid, but everything that I saw, did
Good kids turn foul
Soft youts turn shower
I'm telling you how
Sweet Boys Turn Sour
My mum was around, my dad was around, raised me well, but soon as I come out the house
Wow
The zones hit you with the influence
That's how it is in most instances
Yeah
