Fire in the Booth

Claire; she lives in the hood No job, no dough, just herself shotting bud She had a little daughter, that used to live good Till her husband was a addict and he left her in the mud So he turned a bit effed, and hardcore fiending He jumped off a bridge and since then you've never seen him Now, Claire is crying and she's mentally bleeding Well, Claire's daughter's upstairs hanging off the ceiling Upstairs, she found her daughter that's not breathing Turned a bit tapped(?) and started class A dealing Working in a brothel, selling out her body so she can make money from the ?? and the teasing Now she's sleeping in the park, frightened and freezing Quiet from the outside but inside she's screaming On street corners for money she is pleading People don't care cuz they don't know her reason Got a lot of stress so she started taking drugs Using all the money from the brothel that she gets Started taking Heroin and started sniffing up She slits her wrists, from life she's giving up She's begging all the people but no one wants to help Got caught with drugs now she ends up in a cell Now she's paranoid, she don't know who to tell She's stuck, she hung herself Listen up, there was a man called Ryan He was known in the hood, they called him the Lion He used to be the boss hanging round with the Iron He used to do some rapping but he wasn't really trying Now he's trapping on the road, friend called Jeff He's bait on the roads so he's ready for death He lives in a flat with his girl called Beth Nothing else in his life, that's all that's left So he's trying to make something out of it Trying to make couple tracks, earn couple pounds from it He knows what he's doing is wrong He's a talented rapper but he says that it's long Then he dropped a little mix tape for the road He had a little buzz he was on everybody's phone Local Celebrity that everybody knows But still that Badman that everybody knows So he sent couple tracks to a label And they said they'll get back to him in 5 days Now he's on a road robbing man for the High-Grade 5-0 caught him, now he's behind gates So his Mum went to visit him in Prison She told him that she loves him, but he doesn't listen She told him, that his life was wasted Cuz the Label phoned and they said that they'd take him But he doesn't listen, but he doesn't listen His life is wasted, his life is wasted Close your eyes, and listen to a bit of truth Listen to the pain when I spit in booth This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer Keep your head high and stay strong, you can make it through Haunted my little brothers life and it took him too So I'm here trying to fight at it Brought down stress but I'm here trying to hide it I, lost my hope, but I'm here trying to find it Little Bro, tell me how you're doing Cuz I'm kinda stressed and I'm feeling kinda ruined Daddy's still strong, but Mummy's kinda screwing I know that you're special, cuz Heaven brought you in But I'm still right here Even though you're gone, you're still right near This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer Keep your head high, and stay bright here This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer Keep your head high and stay strong is the answer Just know that the Lord's by your side I'm just trying to express the pain in my stanza And yeah I feel trapped in this prison Little Bro, I hope that you would listen Little Bro, I still see your face in my vision On my own, looking up, sitting reminiscing When you used to play with your toys You always wanted to come out with me and my boys You used to love Ben 10 and make a lot of noise But now that you're gone, I wish I hear your voice But I'm still right here Even though you're gone, you're still right near This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer Keep your head high, and stay bright here So the flow is iller, I'm a killer Running with the blood spiller I will never stop until the day I'm living in a Villa Until I'm marrying Rihanna and I'm living with her Only joking man, I just want the flipping scrilla When I jump on riddim I'm a kill 'em I'm a hit 'em Other rappers I will bin 'em, never make tracks with 'em I'll be on my way, and I'll be on my wave Eating like a King I'll be working like a slave Look, so I'm trying to make the dough-dough-dough Round here we don't rate them Po-Po-Po Trying to take it slow-slow-slow And wait till my name goes blow-blow-blow Ahh so you better know your status 14 year old ??? on them rappers Uh age never matters Listen, alright, look, yeah And I'm coming from the bottom I'm living in the jungle and it's feeling kinds rotten I used to be a anybody, anybody's nothing Then I used my talent, turned it into something Now I got a little buzz and I'll be what I want to be Soon live a high life I'll see what I want to see Word to my brothers, soon we are going to eat Say bye to the hood, cuz soon we are going to leave And I was growing up to the violence Everyone in rage woken up by the sirens Voices in my head, so I'm wishing for the silence Looking for the better days looking for the guidance Look, so I CBA waiting USG affiliated, tell my brothers I'm a make it Chance I'm a take it I don't care if you don't rate it Cuz we're living in a, Matrix thinking of escaping Let me tell you 'bout life from the start Let me tell you 'bout life in the dark I wish I could go back to the times it weren't hard You need to understand that I'm trying but I can't Look, I knew that I had this inside me Never had a older brother nobody to guide me Chasing my dream while the Devil was behind me Had to run away hoping he'll never find me So I'm trying to leave it away You talk that talk, ain't feeling the pain Little Bro died, ain't feeling the same Too much thoughts ain't feeling my brain Look, but I know that it ain't over Big dreams trying to be in the Range Rover Ain't going to stop till my pains over It's time it's a USG takeover Look, talk about dreams Let's talk about the picture of the Queen And know that I really need to stick to my deen But, I just want to see my flipping picture on the screen Told my heart, said I want to be famous It said little Gecks you got to be patient Stay maintained and you'll definitely make it Been through the struggle now we got to make the wages Ahh, so I'm sat here waiting Pictures in my head, I'm imagining the painting Nobody sees all the moves that I'm making The World is asleep, and nobody's waking Fire in my mothers eyes I can see 'em blazing So called 'friends' yeah I know that they're faking And my heartbeat is racing Forever I will scream USG entertainment Who can you trust when you're riding out alone And you're struggling for dough, with nobody, on your own On your bike, meeting all the fiends on your phone Robbing up, round G's that'll be in a.. Money loving, I'm trying to get that money I'm a money loving