Dem Dere Roads Songtext
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Born and raised, Prez
Where was you born and raised?
When I gave out my address, they was amazed
99% of wicked man talk is over the phone
That's why I've never been fazed
And I got wheeled by feds
They looked into my eyes
Never been glazed, wow
Just close your eyes and pretend
This bar never got real
Where was you born and raised?
When I gave out my address, they was amazed
99% of wicked man talk is over the phone
That's why I've never been fazed
And I got wheeled by feds
They looked into my eyes
Never been glazed, wow
Just close your eyes and pretend
This bar never got real
I know skengman so far up north
Don't be surprised if you see them wearing a kilt
I was the sentence without the guilt
I was the sentence without the pre-sentence report
My whole career in grime? Never been short
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
If you ever thought life was bad
Look on the bright side
Where I'm from, not the same place as Ian
But it's the right side
I was a younger, they were like
"Your whole career will glide"
Call me the Golden Eye of grime
But I never spied
Ever since Back Inna My Face
I multiplied
Give you a tour of where I'm from
But it won't come with a guide
It's not that, this MC just lied
Now it's all intensified
Word on the street, he testified
Where I'm from is known world and nationwide
I play Stranger Returns
Each and every day in my ride
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
Don't be surprised if you see them wearing a kilt
I was the sentence without the guilt
I was the sentence without the pre-sentence report
My whole career in grime? Never been short
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
If you ever thought life was bad
Look on the bright side
Where I'm from, not the same place as Ian
But it's the right side
I was a younger, they were like
"Your whole career will glide"
Call me the Golden Eye of grime
But I never spied
Ever since Back Inna My Face
I multiplied
Give you a tour of where I'm from
But it won't come with a guide
It's not that, this MC just lied
Now it's all intensified
Word on the street, he testified
Where I'm from is known world and nationwide
I play Stranger Returns
Each and every day in my ride
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
I grew up in dem dere zones
Dem dere avenues, dem dere roads
Won't hear the Boss with dem dere flows
Why's that? Me, I carry dem dere Os
Wanna make history, not dem dere clothes
Dem dere jacket, nah, I ain't inna dem dere modes
Real black man so you dun know
I ain't carried dem dere post
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