Fire in the Booth

Verse 1: [Mic Righteous] These are words of a broken man Working a hopeless plan Hoping the plan will work Watching the candle burn The hour hand turns When will we have our turn I wish you had a heart, yeah How desperate does somebody have to be to have you help them? Since when has anyone got anywhere from acting selfish? I stay alone at night, wonder why I ain't rolling right Snakes try convince me friends are tryna control my life That's a load of hype I chose the mic, the stage, the name Righteous; write it on the page, along with the date I wouldn't say it's not a game It's the biggest game that's full of snakes and little fakes seeing my face but nothing comes on dinner plates So still I pray still I stay down with the same pals that have been from day Big mistake tried to run, didn't get away trick move especially after everything we've been through The world shares different views Big zoot, window, bars, intro, instro, task Why am I that gets the info last? I draw this piff and then I take a big old blast Coz this no bar, listen Searching for value happiness hurts Kelsie what happened to her, like so many other trapped in the dirt The passion's a curse, we all say we had it the worst Yeah you had it bad At least you ain't in the back of the hearse That's when it's done I reach through the speaker capture your love We trapped in the slum, look what the manner has done to us Brothers are undercut become another number stop judging us I got love for every one of ya We deny that we can only advance, and those that think they can't are lost in they art Mind lost in they heart, body lost in their mind So go back to the start back to the passion the past You are not gonna find the man that you are If you cower in the face of a challenge travel your path I ain't tryna rap for a car, or rap for a yard, or rap for a bitch that's gonna max out my card See I rap for the man that hasn't got garms In fact, hasn't got anything you spat in that bar That's why I spat in your face coz you were flashing your papes You see my mandem are real and you mandem are.. Drakes Straight, in other words fakes You think I'm'a turn ape for this game Keep your deal you're too bait I'm too straight just to appeal to the women I believe if you're real they'll just feel what you're spitting It's an evil world what we live in our children are in it That's why your children are loose that's why you're children are missing All you got is dirty dishes and bills in the kitchen It's real when you've seen it I feel like I'm slipping up Never dissing my avid listener you question am I real enough Maybe I overdid it Is it, I ain't did it enough? I don't want my old fans to look at me in disgust And discuss: "why's he always try'n'a make a number one?" It's a must, this ain't changing me I still have the same beliefs I can scream, "FREE PALESTINE" Die for my pride, still pray for peace Still burn a fed for the brutality they spread over the world Pakistan's an ocean Bodies in the brown water floating and still nobody helps I have to take a 'old of myself Coz right now I feel a need to bang my head against this flippin' desk They want my commercial side, trust me this ain't one of them Sorry if I messed up, yo I just want your love again Coz this is bout as real as I'mma get You the ones I represent and will til there's nothing left Once again, never dissing my avid listener You the ones I can't forget let me explain from start to end When I wrote my first bar it wasn't after rep Nah blud, I did it for expression In the hope you could relate to my past and present But when you haven't got a friend, mother and you're father's left All you got is words, cardboard and a frickin' Parker pen And the love you once had in the start Starts to end, inside you die Fam I'm like, how can I provide for my family or my mandem on some 9 to 5? That's why I try, with the one thing that I can do in this life of mine And that is write these bars beca' our lives are hard And this music is our light in the dark I'm try'n'a shine So forgive me if that's wrong But for my conscious listener, this is your song, like Some music we make for the shelves But this music, dawg, we make for ourselves And this for you for my heart so you know we mean it We speak about your daily struggles 'cos we lived and seen it And that's why the mission is to act now Acts realising that your life is real, no acts wow So while the UK is flyin', I'm'a jump on board So for my avid listener this is who I done this for Verse 2: [Mic Righteous] I don't wanna die without saying goodbye So for this bar, I will savour my past Yeah, coz it may be my last So just in case I don't make it yard Sorry for the pain I caused Give my heaven I'm afraid of the dark This music is a place in my heart Try'n'a answer all these bleeding questions in life Leave me guessing like a game of charades, check It would be wrong for me to pray to Allah I shouldn't really be putting His name in this bar You can't abide by Islam when you're raised by the dawgs, *WOOF And it was either take it or starve, yeah But they were my dark days Abandoned by my family left in Margate Whatever your art, express your heartache And I'm with you all the way unless you can't change, ah What good is being laughed at when you're grafting Look on the palms of my hands, that's 'ard skin Juggling with life I'm trying not to drop the balls Think I'm a fool for your tricks? Not a fool, wasn't thick Not a tool, not a kid, not a tool, not a bit In the school I wasn't shit So I bunked off, jumped over the wall I wasn't missed, just misunderstood If I could take it all back, I'd say, "Miss, bun your books" Coz there ain't nothing you could teach man I'll shut this shit down, dreamland All I give a fuck about is Me, rap, Islam, my fam, he's fam, Lucia beats' cat Snake, Goons, C-Man and every single fan that we have We had to hit the lab, now the hits are in the bag When it finally hits the street feel free to leave your feedback We never left there ain't no point in saying we back Nah, yeah I'm fed up of these man Straight bluffers that say suttin but don't mean that And bruv, this ain't about your P's fam It's more about the fact you're never there when we need man But who was at the gates when we freed man? Us! I just blame me 'cos I let the greed lead man 'Cos I gave you them things on strap Knowing your weren't in a position to pay me back It's crazy currency can change the way we act It made me arrogant I may be mad But I'd rather get jumped by 18 man, than become some poor mum's baby's dad 'Cos that right there is my worst nightmare Coming true I wouldn't know what the fuck to do or who to call 'Cos that'll be the day that I lose it all I still love you like the first time do you recall? That I'm that one they used to call Tak But now I'm just Mic so you can fall back Yo play this track at my funeral fam It's the beauty of rap you can kill me and even when I'm dead I will live through the music I made I'm such a musical man this ain't your usual track, nah It's real because it's how I feel how truthful is that It's real because it's how I feel I'm truthful, well blud No I don't know why I did that I wrote the hook like you was in for a chick track But this ain't about no bird And I don't care if the words aren't commercially acceptable 'Cos that's what they expect of you I'm 'bout to burst, runnin' out of nerve With all this blood you're 'bout to bust Turn your back on them brothers they doubting us yeah how absurd When I was young I never understood the 'mount of work it took to get your album heard But when you're young you ain't so down to earth Now I'm so down to earth I'm below the surface How concerned were you for me when I eating out of bins? I used to cherish every pound I get Now I cherish every pound I earn And now I'm earning pounds I learn that I've been runnin' round in circles try'n'a find out my worth This world is only out to 'urt you I'm'a bun it down and let it burn too When you're searching for purpose where do you turn to? I'm blind with eyes open wide We reside in 'opeless times 'opeless job 'opless life Hope I fly through the open sky Feel like Raoul Moat inside my mind As I get I alone I zone through October's coldest night Broken heart, open mind Know my past, know the skies Know I'm 'ard, know I'm kind Yo it's dark, show me light...yeah Should I fix my heart and close my mind? Wipe the spit from out my eye I'll die for this Don't doubt my pride My entire clique is down to ride I see my mandem movin' baitly I fear for their safety We might not see karma coming And that's as clear as it may be It's my peers that have shaped me In fact everything you hearin' ain't me It's the voice of every man's aggressive nature Don't let me out the cage 'cos you'll regret it seconds later See you when I see you is what I'm tellin' every hater We do this on our jacks, we don't ever beg a favour Nah we don't ever beg a favour We don't ever beg a friend It's just the ends we represent Verse 3: [Mic Righteous] Yeah you bar half-arsed call me hard scar We can go bar-for-bar I'll have the last laugh Ha ha ha don't take me for anyone You're fucking with the Darkstar uh nah you better run You won't find no-one better son Yo Sloth we don't stop we step levels up Two man army, take out anyone Ten of your best, I'm beggin' you to send for us To many breddas wanna set me up But even with the best of luck you're never gonna get me blud I'm ready to bust mandem betta get the fuck out of my way I'm for papes out for peace Send the temperature up to 1000 degrees I pounce like beast Earn my keep, burn my beats Get a bucket of water You feel fire like you're up in the sauna It's real life and I'm up against all of ya Nuff man chat ball I will call their bluff they're talking tough But when the feds pull them up they start bawling and call for mum What you gonna do when 10 man tooled-up corner ya? Who you gonna call for? Mum? Try act cool but you're all set up you're lookin' foolish, blud Slip and you fall and quit stalling blud Where's your war talk now, sure thought you were Fools you're fake, we ain't gonna ball for ya You're frauds you ain't the baller we thought you were No bore i'll war with words and I'm a warn ya before you hurt You're boring you oughta learn The more you work the more you earn the more the money means shit Shine away you're like I sliced my veins Find a gat put five inside my brain Bury me ten feet deep but I'm wide awake Done that I bust back I ain't dying today There ain't no explanation to why you hate Shoulda praised Mic Righteous I ride fakes Patronise all the diamond chains I'm'a rain on your parade any time or place Gonna my dick out and piss on the entire game How you like me now? Am I your mate? I can say whatever I like try complain Drop the bomb I will light the flames Too many rappers sound the same He's sounding gay If I diss you forgive me it's my mistake It's like I'm the last of a dying race And I'm'a be righteous I ain't tryna change I know man got guns I ain't hard to get one And I ain't from London I come from Kent blud Momma got a dead son, that's Red Rum The killer's long gone way before the feds come One brudda got shot on his doorstep How many more dead till somebody forfeit? One boy got hold of a loaded four fifth Licked a full clip, he killed a school kid They won't tell us how many get murdered Feds don't know where they bury the burner Yobs are on road and they ready to burst ya Keep your friends close and your enemies further word up Word up, why we fighting each other Gotta be righteous I will die for my brother Tell me why we don't like one other It's time to unite put aside your colours So holler at me, no matter where you come from Nobody spuds, where's the love gone? Man have got guns cocked ready to bust shots Blacks that aim up in the name of one God Say you're Muslim? I say you've done wrong In the state of corruption it ain't just London Everywhere's the same, no place to run from Every man looking for the cash and lump sum The road's no home for a lonely lad Little man's holding a stolen gat That he got given my the older man There ain't no going back when you roll in a gang BANG BOOM BANG There's killers around me villains around me blud But I live in the South East It's rowdy them man never put the 9 down Never seen a politician walk through my town