changes

the beat equals the flow, one minute fast then one minute slow, putting these bars on show

my bars will make your chest inflate and when i see you girl ill leave her in a state

i i used to be that guy sitting on a crate, shotting of an 8th trying to get myself paid,

but now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

see for me its like crime never paid,all it ever did was leave my mum in a rage,

reminnising to the first time my yard got raid,they took my bit of skunk that waas the

last bit of haze to blaze,everyday was like another police chase,running through the block

me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

had to rearrange and make a durastic change,all i ever made was abit of petty change

got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

breaking my back for that minimum wage,angry like a lion biting through his cage,

no joke used to rock the same clothes for anything under 4 days,

selling coke to the fiends stuck in my raw ways,eyes always red in the days from

bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

getting carried away, but like burger king she can have it her way