What Do We Do

Born with a creative mind, got so many rhymes inside my cranium The system weren't designed for us so David Cameron and his gang I ain't rating 'em When I came into the underground, I came up as the underdog I had so much love for my baby-mum, it's mad now, all that love is gone 19, sitting in my bedroom, writing bars to beats that were made by Wookie And they say you are what you eat, if that's the case, you man are nothing but pussy Everyone trying to prove how real they are If it ain't "Ace Hood Flow" then it's man talking about how man killed the bar That's boring fam, that killed the bar I'm still here fighting my demons Satan tryin'a fuck up my plans But you don't get to choose the cards you're dealt out, so I've gotta just play my hand So I've gotta just go for my portion Little man wants new Jordans Last week I had a dream me and three chicks had a foursome And I've still got a thing for Jamelia Beautiful black girl, you skin ain't gotta be light for me to be feeling ya Be proud of your pigmentation, you're amazing And I've still got a thing for chicks that are Asian Ayesha from EastEnders, oh what a hot ting I'm just showing my appreciation So what do we do now? At fifteen, all I could think about was smoking weed and wanting to move out Hit seventeen then I moved out Then I got blessed with my son And that's when life got real And that's when I signed up for fatherhood Yeah nigga, signed and sealed (for life) Bad my chicks on a pre and ting My son's mum tried stop me from seeing him That didn't work, I know that it burns every time that you see me and him I've got so much respect for my father Without you man, it would'a been harder Also my friends grew up with no dad So it's love and respect that I show dad And I big up my real friends that are there to tell me when I'm moving off-key I don't discriminate but a girl with [?] totally knocked me, stop me How are you mad fam? I see through these niggas like a CAT scan Something like an American muscle car, truss me the flow's on Trans-Am (skyy) And knowledge is power, so I kill MCs in the game with words and I don't mean hangman I've got bars and flows that will make everyone try jump on the sky like Gangnam I'm like "wagwan fam-fam, cool-cool rudeboy, you be the badman" Real gangstas move in silence, done talk, make way for your highness