Warm Up Sessions

When I was 11 i was a gassed little rebel, mum told me that my dad was the devil Back when they used to watch ? i never thought that id put my hands on the metal I was on a one way road getting into trouble after school i krept up the long way home Looking back now i put my mum through hell, but i promise you now your son will prevail You remember them times when you told me that i would never make it Well i just can't shake it, i think about it every single day and i hate it But i got a chance ima take it Tears in my eyes man pass the tissues, i dont want to but i have to miss you Dont even know half the crap ive been through getting blamed for the shit i didn't do See i was young when my mum an dad parted, the love stopped and the fighting started Arguements who started was regardless no carmless, nearly turned me heartless Mum started checking a new man, she had a new plan to start a new fam Dragged me in the car of my dads front garden, like come on son we're darting Now im in a new school in a new ends, feeling like drake damn no new friends I would go mad every chance i could, like if i could see my dad i would Year 4 i was ashamed in class, couldn't bare the fact im away from my dad Couldn't see my nan, she raised me to little brother, little cousins there my angels too Pain, Anger all botttled up in a kid this young sent this kid numb Mum tried her best to keep me de stressed always bought me the best of the best See i had a step brother and a step dad, but its been 5 years i ant met dad Telling me that i need to forget dad, an you wonder why your little kid gets mad See i was so lost even though i had everything i want, but anything i want went anything i want cos i wanted answers. But i got questions like, why you keep skipping detentions? Or why you keep chilling with them bad 3 kids your gonna end up just like your dad Well maybe im angry, maybe im anty, maybe im just like my Dad But thats were the story gets mad, high school now and im growing up fast Never learnt much, bad mannered in class, me jack and ash we was on our way home Catching a joke probably throwing some stones, an i seen a car on the other side of the road. I seen a face i knew in the window wasn't that familiar though but then it hit home I didn't know what to say to him, i didn't know much about my dad but my mum told me to stay away from him. But he gave me his number i put it under a next name cos i new it would cause thunder, went home looking like id been at a funeral arguing with my mum nothing un usual. It was bad times and didn't I notice, little bro diagnosed with sis-tic fibrosis. He nearly died that night i cried and cried and cried that night. Tears fall of my eyes when I write these rhymes, life wern't fine and my mind was blind Me and mum we've been through so much and i was feeling like its time to resign Cos she knew i loved rappin she could see the passion, told me to pack it in and i started Packin Texting my dad come and get me im mad she was like how the hell you texting your dad You really wanna know how im texting my pops, he found me at school and told me the lot He told me how you been telling me lies, ran away with his son like mary jane blige So why? see i know you dont like each other but using a kid to spite eachother Why couldn't you just fight each other I hopped in my dads car not knowing when im gonna see mumsy again An I haven't seen mumsy again, see i had a hard face but honestly i broke Cos its like she wanted me to go, so she can carry on with her life and act like everythings always been nice, but i know different she knows different cos her mum and dad Never give a shit So you thought she would of known different, i guess she wasn't no different Now im living with my dad again, seeing the rest of my fam again You would think that i wouldn't go mad again, well your wrong cos i went mad again Kicked out of school quick, on the road moving stupid trapped in the track for some new kicks, crack in my ass on some loose shit thank god ive got a passion for music true shit If i could talk to my mums mum i would tell her that i hate what she did to her Cos the only time she sent me a birthday card was from the fam and baby olivia Who is baby olivia? Oh I see what your doing telling me i've got a little sister i dont know and will never know so i started screwing! I didn't even wanna tell this story, jamal told me i need to tell this story So angtight you and sb gave me a platform to tell my story An angtight K Dot cos we went boys from day dot but you know your fucking with me if you phase dot so safe dot, Its scum fams time lets take off! An angtight my dad cos he's a real man getting back on his feet now and im real glad! An as for my mum I still love you cos im always your son, even if you never reach out to me after all that we've done im still gonna love you till my days done cos im your son an your my mum. Your stubborn like me like mother like son, but mum remember the birthday i had when you sent me the card i never felt so bad, I just wanna tell you that im gonna be a dad and if im anything like my dad ill be glad! Im sorry for the times I made you said, shit my minds in a madness thinking that my mum will never see her grandkids