Close To The Root Songtext

I'm puttin' matters in me hand
Don't lose yourself when you're not amongst friends
A song for the shotters, scammers and plotters
For the skeng mandem
Win me cold hard cash or sing with the skeletons
Crooks free their smiles
Don't wanna be witnessed
In a city of drunken saints and sundown sinners
Gold is a metal that shines
It can't see a glimmer
Just gimmee them lies
You'll never see the morning

On the grey skies is where I'm staying
It's where we blaze with the mandem
This the anthem that you don't, don't replay
On the grey skies is where I'm staying
It's where we blaze with the mandem
This the anthem that you...
Lock up, drop off, pullin' off the block and
We're rollin' 'eavy as fuck
In my town slaves strugglin'
Me know that man dogged them down
I know that they ready as fuck
That they not give no fuck
Shot for your quick buck
You can be a ghost down here
I say what I want for the vultures
Grim mentality is the poacher
Man are Champion's League, you're Europa
Copper [?] got my blood heavy racin'
I'm always down to share my bread
It's a thing out on these roads that we have to tread
Anyone can get Kennedy'd once we brrrat!
Tell her head
Keep my ones close so I don't talk much
My name ain't gettin' mentioned, that's the such and such
Keep my armour close, no rules
Or what you take me for?
Keep my armour close, no rules
So, what you take me for?
Keep my armour close for these folks
So, what you take me for?

On the grey skies is where I'm staying
It's where we blaze with the mandem
This the anthem that you don't, don't replay
On the grey skies is where I'm staying
It's where we blaze with the mandem
This the anthem that you don't, don't replay