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It's all hot round 'ere, youngers have got lengs
So man are getting shot round 'ere
Every other day there's bodies getting dropped round 'ere
Gotta watch your back going to the shop round 'ere
It's a lot round 'ere, bare man are breaking the laws
No love for the cops round 'ere
I don't know about your ends, but not round 'ere
Is it ever gonna stop round 'ere?
It's all hot round 'ere, youngers have got lengs
So man are getting shot round 'ere
Every other day there's bodies getting dropped round 'ere
Gotta watch your back going to the shop round 'ere
It's a lot round 'ere, bare man are breaking the laws
No love for the cops round 'ere
I don't know about your ends, but not round 'ere
Is it ever gonna stop round 'ere?
It's all hot round 'ere, youngers have got lengs
So man are getting shot round 'ere
Every other day there's bodies getting dropped round 'ere
Gotta watch your back going to the shop round 'ere
It's a lot round 'ere, bare man are breaking the laws
No love for the cops round 'ere
I don't know about your ends, but not round 'ere
Is it ever gonna stop round 'ere?

Got a mate that's 22, ain't been jail
Where I'm from, fam, that's a blessing
You never heard I was in the court house stressing
Cause I'm wise for my age, learnt bare life lessons
Just another young buck raised in the precinct
Grown in E9 from then till present
Can't chat to me 'bout life in the hood
If you moved there sometime after '07
Don't be a bellend, you ain't seen felons
No stories but I ain't gonna tell 'em
Put it this way, I grew up in a place
Where you might see your mates on the news at eleven
Or Crimewatch, going skitz with a weapon
Tryna go HAM with the four-fizzy or the Wesson
Round 'ere, it's best to watch where you're stepping
Before you get dots in your boats like leopards

Life's kind of f*cked around these sides
From the deepest parts of the east side
I keep hearing that grime's on the decline
But it's a lie cause I still see street crime
Raised in a place where hooligans reside
Every Tom, Dick and Harry is a weed guy
It gets mad when dons wanna floss, though
Cause you will lose your life for a B line
Or an iPhone, see, it's peak times
Trust me, I can tell you 'bout street life
I can chat about man getting stabbed up
But it's way deeper than beef on the street side
I've seen a lot of things from knee high
Bare single mums living on the breadline
Got three family members in one room, no bed
Just the one sofa that reclines
She's living a 3:1 lifestyle
Got one job, she only works three nights
Three kids and one source of income
Not enough money, they can't even eat right
And she ain't got faith in the PM
Can't wait for David Cameron to resign
Cuh the hood's messed up and it ain't by chance
They f*cked the ends up by design
Cuh I told you, it's f*cked round 'ere, nuts round 'ere
There's a lot of things that I can't trust round 'ere
It's stressful, if you ain't got an escape
Then mind you don't self-combust round 'ere
Too many souls have been lost round 'ere
On the regs, wires get crossed round 'ere
So don't think you're a buzz round 'ere
Trust me, I'll show you what's what round 'ere

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