Bashy - Grim lyrics

[Verse 1: Bashy] f** all the soft sh** Festivals and all the moshpits No matter how much police Boris puts on the road Man will spray your blood on the wall like dog piss It's either bars, balling or boxing Or bars, bricks and boxes There's no beach here but you can catch a tan, heat Man use rocks to make a bag of sand, G I ain't talking no h*mo sh** When I say that a lot of n***as bang And they're getting licked down And there's a lot of crack And the job opportunities are wack It's mad Nobody wants to give you a penny You'd be better off living as tramp We're all living in the ghetto And dealt the same the same cards So one day you're gonna snap [Hook: Donae'o] And it's grim They bang and stab And if they get banged, they bang them back it's grim It's grim Young blacks go purchase a gat And rat-ta-tat-tat like that It's grim Mummsie crying, mummsie weeping, I ain't lying Boy it's grim The lifestyle right now is to wild out Take time out Tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek time out Tek tek tek tek tek time out [Verse 2: JME] They don't care what crew you're in Any man on the high road could get spin I see man scuffing it out in the barbers Arguing over the chair for the trim You could be weight pumping You could wedge or toned and thin Man carry tools to make sure that They're at an advantage if you go gym You're at the cashpoint hiding your pin But you forget to hide your things Man robbing mobile phones for jokes They won't even let you keep your sim Everyman is on this ting No matter what rudeboy talk you bring So don't come round these ends You won't make friends [Hook: Donae'o] [Verse 3: Donae'o] It's like a man knows no peace When he holds those keys The game's so deep I didn't choose the game. it chose me A life as a rider I ride through the night like a rider Mans nowadays don't care about the 9 to 5 or no rat race No jobs, there's no way to get paid, so give me that white and a shank mate Or give me the music or boxing Give me a glove, and I'll box him down Or give me a tool with that full clip Boy better know that I'll shot him down The fact is I'm a man, so I gotta grind on my lonely I was born alone and I'm gonna die on my lonely [Hook: Donae'o]