I woke up with a point to prove But going at you is like a 3 point turn in the desert That's a pointless move I told my nigga Leroy Don't return with the weapon Get rid of it and destroy the proof My enemies are in the same room, good Get 'em all in one like a boiler suit Black tactical vest, same one I wore in the Boiler Room Oi, you, turn the kettle on Play the same role as my ex, why's this boy confused? I mean you, take your kettle off, I ain't playin' no games I want a Rolex Oyster, too Patience Nah, I ain't a waiter And if I was, poison you Your hand ting ain't handy You remind me of Andy Why would he hit the bullseye? He don't know what these toys can do I got niggas in jail that can't see from the 6 I'm trying to avoid the view But I still need this extra capital It's amazing what having no choice can do It made Ghetts an animal Mario, I'm on a coin pursuit Adios to the boys in blue Man is cold, can't avoid the flu (Let that digest for a second, Ghetts) Why am I so sick with this shit? Surely, when you're poorly Antidotes and anointments due Who's this lyrical on this tempo? With syllables, with dem flows My ting's spiritual, Esco I 'ear the subliminals Watch when I let go Kill 'em all, cancer Wordplay, west coast Snooping around with two packs of cigarettes Oh the doctor can't save you, Death Row Are you dumb? You don't feel Ghetts, are you numb? Deaf, blind, paralyzed from the head down? Anyone with half a brain has to rate how I get down Tell me, you fuckin' tell me Who's been going this hard for Newham Since Titch got sent down? (No one) I want the respect now Who ain't done shit for their ends? You just being you let the ends down So how can I let down a let down? I don't owe nobody shit I wouldn't lend man 10 pound Yesterday I got some good advice off my friend Brown Hold on, that's my good ting from Bush They say opposites attract And that's why this East boy's westbound But no gyal can make me lose focus I still write like say I got a pen pal Firing, I can't put the skeng down Strip off the clip, I dump, reload, then line up a next round I had to drop out the skunk this year I know about sacrifice My mum broke up with my dad over 15 years ago And ain't brought any men 'round So it's nothing for me to get my head out the lem cloud Still you niggas have no idea They can't see like, said they got, no eye dere Bambi with no eyesight, no eye deer This be the flow I fear I'm so ahead of my time that this one's for your kids' kids Marty McFly there I go right there Mr. Underrated, so I hear Could you have pictured this Before post with the pictures in How many folks wanna know what I said? How many times has a man said I'm shit Just cause he don't know what I said? Young Thug and Future fans But they don't know what I said Ain't Ghetto another word for hood? I guess I'm designed to go over your head