English Frank - 100 Bars of Truth, Pt. 1 lyrics

I'm all alone on my own I'm drunk on the phone Telling my b**h leave me alone I'm sick of hearing you moan I'm sick of living my life On the knife's edge with the chrome Faced to my face The streets just won't leave me alone There's fiends beefing over bones Phone box is his homes 8 year old shotting a O With 1 day with no phone I learnt to hold my own And back my coat on the raggedest roads I seen guns from day 1 And never got shook or froze So theres bare man out there now Getting stripped on road Not just for chains and phones They're getting stripped for their clothes And little girls I used to know Are now stripping for dough And certain man I used to know Are no longer on road They've been locked in cells Or left dead in their home And that man you call friend Could end up being a foe And that b**h you call wife Can end up being a ho You never know Any day could be the day you're going to go There's certain rules you have to know When you're walking these roads And certain crime codes you have to know When talking on phones Never walk alone at night When you're making pure dough What with your dogs that have a man at the road That's holding your Chrome Come and live the unknown So just shot to anyone you know You never know Any man could be a foe and want your dough Yeah the streets are plotting Estate walls have got ears Dead peers made tears But took away all fears Drowning my sorrows in beers For some many of these years Now its time for me to fix up And step up a gear If I don't I might as well Take my life right here Cause there ain't no point me living If I'm living with fear But I just back another beer Then write another rhyme Trapped in this life of crime Putting my life on the line So when I put on my line And start moving them 9s Anything could happen Anyone could blow up my spine But the strap ting is mine Don't ever try and say its yours Because you ain't done what I done Seen what I saw Been where I've board Schemed in the war Or ever had to go out robbing When you're feeling for.. Well all I'm feeling for now Is my album to drop So I can drop it through your front door So you can ignore All these fake half-artists That are making me snore So f** the States Its time to represent what is yours I'd rather be selling in stores Than be selling my draws But I ain't selling out for no-one I'd rather stay poor I made a promise to myself I'll always keep it real Thats for my real mandem Thats who I'm doing this for That why its vital A vicious cycle of rivals You're being lied to by your idols They're there to blind you Your bible was man-made So why let it guide you When I dun kno that God Ain't ever come to find you It's hell on earth and birth I've been struck by the devil's curse Tell your roads stealing From my mums purse in the church And it hurts Cause the thirst for life's getting worse See anyone can meet the hearse For getting murked for their work And man are chatting bare f**ry I don't let it bug me The streets are so ugly So I keep it rough like rugby You'll find me with the skunk Be a raw weed junky With one mic, one pen One pad and one key But thank god for my mum Without you I'd be lost I'd do anything for you You know no matter the cost Yeah I'm always pissed off But you know I still dealing With the loss of your son Trying to wish you could see me now To see how much I grown up Before I lost you I never really knew about love But now I have I took The time to realise so much Is my girl in love with me Or is she lusting a f**? So whats love? A four letter word? A rush from a drug? Your man telling you he's there But when he never shows up And won't answer your phone Cause he's chilling at home with a s*ut? See I know about love And yeah I know about care If I said I got your back blud I'll always be there If you said it and you meant it Your my brethren for life Ride together die together Through the trouble and strife My eyes are so sore I'm sick of seeing fiends and who*es Seeing poor fight poor While the rich ignore The government have got us Like we're pawns on a chess board While we can't do or say nothing Just shut up and move forward No I ain't moving forward And no I ain't moving back I move in life just how I want And yeah I'm moving with straps So f** the government and f** your tax f** your laws And f** anyone out there That is holding me back And thats that!