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letra de daily duppy - mic righteous

[verse: mic righteous]
sitting in hospital, wrists slit, heart on the line
did the impossible, i writ this after i died
drinking vodka out the bottle thinking ‘bout my dead peers
i guess they’re here in the spirit
not even david copperfield could mirror my image
big up to all the brothers that were here in the beginning
they’re understanding how i’m feeling
they believe in what i’m spitting
with a little bit of luck we made it through the night
bunning quarters on the corner
and my mates we’re moving shine
it’s crazy how a court date can change your view on life
to think we bust cakes, must be angels on our side
don’t question if we ride with the last of our kind
in the past i used to bar to p-ss time
no electric in the yard
in the dark they can’t find you
born in a world full of drug sales
pipes and wraps, cats with keys to the flat
getting high with my dad
me and my mum counting a ton to add to the stack
counting papes on a council estate
every day without failure my dad was getting out of his face
then a meat wagon full of feds went out of their way
to raid my mum’s house on a hourly rate
they wouldn’t rest ‘til every little thing was out of its place
we acted like we never had a pound to our name
my parents couldn’t teach me how to behave
my head-teacher kicked me out without any grades
pr-ck! ‘cause i hadn’t even turned eight (sh-t!)
visiting prisons on my birthday
cursed with this surname
followed me around like a dark cloud
words they can worm ways
into ears listen, yeah my hair could of turned grey
i should have been in foster care
but n0body that fostered cared in the first place
it’s alright i’d rather die on my ones
i’ve got too much pride look at the size of my nuts
to think this f-cked up c-nt was someone’s son
sorry mum, i’m try’n’a love a good old one-on-one
one day i’m’a come undone
‘til then it’s straight war, chainsaw
drum humming, vroom-vroom-vroom
what do you know about the country bruv?
we some right old ugly f-cks
yeah we were hood, but they hooked me up
showed me love, that’s why i never pushed my luck
poor and young, f-cked, my mind’s like a sponge
i was picking up when i saw them picking up
in the kitchen gooner taught me how to do my first ticket up
saw the c0ke come and i saw the c0ke done
yeah i’ve seen a man get his skull crushed
with a golf club ‘cause he never paid up
eight months with his phone off
eight months in a coma, that’s how he paid up
next day, never woke up, oh f-ck!
we just k!lled a man in cold blood
“sorry mister officer, no comment’s what i told ya”
“i’m just following the olders…”
(mic righteous, grime daily, daily duppy, f-ck off!)

- mic righteous

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