Jamal Edwards - Warm Up Sessions lyrics

Three thousand cries, I grew up an outcast On my solos, worked from the ground up No guidance, no income Crime will only be the outcome Now I'm staring through my clear lenses Feeling like Malcom Only one in the fam with the melanin It's unsettling And all the stares and indirects Yeah, I remember it And growing up people wanna try you cause you're mixed race Until I realised we all bleed the same sh** mate What do you know about your nan using the word coloured? But you got to bite your tongue because you love her I can see it on their faces No need for a discussion Baa, baa, black sheep Looking kinda different from my cousins And the ignorance was close I don't know if they meant it I was so young Didn't know how to defend it But you're looking round and everyone's predominantly white You're getting teased cause you're light All I knew how to do was fight And they might understand They don't know what it's like To have no one to relate Yeah, they cried cause their dog died I cried cause my friend got stabbed and left on the estate Kinda hard to not have your heart filled up with hate And your dad ain't around You know, same old cliché Certain nights I cried and tried to search and buy one off eBay For Pete's sake It's getting old, just look for your yout's Cause I know exactly what not having a father could do Believe me, it's not easy And truth is, there's times I needed money way more than these other guys needed It's not right Had me doing wrong for the wrong reason Being broke, just seeing red in your head Like Ron Weasley I hope I will But I don't know if I'ma be alright They see me smiling But they don't know what I feel inside I hate the roads, I mean it I need to free my mind And I don't need the headache anymore I just need the mic No hometime, cold nights A lot of rainy ones Just tryna make a buck on the curbs Like the Romanians Bare times I had to bump the train Studio on my ones With the last pinky made a track Ga**ed like it's the one And now this radio still don't wanna play me Are they dumb I ain't asking for a retweet Just play the flipping song Let me make something clear Know the roads I'm not from bruv Just a short trip to summer You won't like mine it's long trust You and your friends were kinda tight like Long Johns Till you meet d**, lust and money And all of the love's gone I track by myself Been in the can by myself I looked a snitch in his eyes Saw the goon in him melt I've seen some close ones die I've been to jail a few times And I was living by the knife my G and almost died And I ain't bragging See my mum cried a thousand times I got myself shot then rid out like a thousand times And this is more than rhymes I should be traumatised I just learnt, you fool me once You can't fool me twice And I'm sick of seeing everybody's mumzy mortified Sick and tired of living with with these pricks Like porcupines The hood's foul Forty quid could get you stabbed forty times A roller coaster But this is my life so what am I supposed to show you? The hood life's the only thing that I'm remembering Okay, let me dig through my closet for some skeletons Have you been on your face? And turned a plug to a stain You needed money Burnt a bridge for some idiot change You got home and went shop to get a juice and some [?] And then the next thing you know The shop you're in is getting raided Like what's the odds of that? Your friends seeing this and tell your mumzy that 'Your son's in cuffs Boy I think they're gonna knock the flat' So my mum panics, as you do And throws away the weights So now you got no grub No plug A new bloody case So long story short I didn't even hit the slammer Came home, I slapped my uncle cause of anger Cause at that time, nothing mattered Don't blame her for it now But my mumzy called the wa*kers Hit it out the door Then I ripped off my tag Ended up calling Nas To talk to him about the maz He said, 'Jay, man, there's more things in your life than just cash And all she was doing was looking out for you, and you're mad? I know, now your down, but one day you'll get it back' Trust me, and real spit You only get one mumzy Man, all this sh** I put her through Surprised she still loves me Dragging her to courts and different jails All around the country She worked like a slave So her sons could live comfy Man, bloody hell Mum I promise you I won't bloody fail I'ma get you that house Even if I have to shed blood itself Five bullets didn't stop me then I'm guessing nothing will I've been through too much to care how another feels Good turned bad Gangsters turned whack Call it metamorphis Okay, everybody's on their job It's getting boring Stabbed in the back so many times I'm like a stegosaurus I can't believe it's me on the Warm Up Yes, I'm getting warmer This is for the people Who thought Josh was just a talker And if you don't like me I beg you brudda, talk up This world got me kinda scared To go and birth a daughter Babies got babies dropping like the winter - Tell me how to trust a female When they just keep on scoring I need a house in the Tropics I don't need no mortgage And anything is possible Just look at Stephen Hawking And watch me tell it maximum With minimum resources Still at war with my brain But still, I walk with the flame And still, I never will be p**y Or poor cause my play Feel to give up Too many closed doors in my way But I've got the heart of a lion I'm never walking away Blud I spent nights in seg And I spent nights in critical My old man, I can't relate to certain individuals And I ain't to please anyone Just live by my principles And you ain't gonna see thirty man at my videos The feds took bush How the f** could I shush? Yeah, I might be the best But all I need is a push And how you gonna judge my cover Without reading this book? Some brother, cousin, pagan, stranger T for a crook What am I to you? Just someone you listen to Or someone you hate Or maybe you just clicked on this freestyle by mistake But take me in I wore my trousers up With safety pins So that's why I blew it on the [?] when I made a jib Yeah, it's true Everyones movies when it's storytime I guess I should be traumatised But all these d**hs got normalised (x2) Coinz