Mic Righteous - Daily Duppy lyrics

[Verse: Mic Righteous] Sitting in hospital, wrists slit, heart on the line Did the impossible, I writ this after I died Drinking vodka out the bottle thinking ‘bout my dead peers I guess they're here in the spirit Not even David Copperfield could mirror my image Big up to all the brothers that were here in the beginning They're understanding how I'm feeling They believe in what I'm spitting With a little bit of luck we made it through the night Bunning quarters on the corner And my mates we're moving shine It's crazy how a court date can change your view on life To think we bust cakes, must be angels on our side Don't question if we ride with the last of our kind In the past I used to bar to pa** time No electric in the yard In the dark they can't find you Born in a world full of drug sales Pipes and wraps, cats with keys to the flat Getting high with my Dad Me and my Mum counting a ton to add to the stack Counting papes on a council estate Every day without failure my dad was getting out of his face Then a meat wagon full of feds went out of their way To raid my Mum's house on a hourly rate They wouldn't rest ‘til every little thing was out of its place We acted like we never had a pound to our name My parents couldn't teach me how to behave My head-teacher kicked me out without any grades Prick! ‘Cause I hadn't even turned eight (sh**!) Visiting prisons on my birthday Cursed with this surname Followed me around like a dark cloud Words they can worm ways Into ears listen, yeah my hair could of turned grey I should have been in foster care But nobody that fostered cared in the first place It's alright I'd rather die on my ones I've got too much pride look at the size of my nuts To think this f**ed up c*nt was someone's son Sorry Mum, I'm try'n'a love a good old one-on-one One day I'm'a come undone ‘Til then it's straight war, chainsaw Drum humming, vroom-vroom-vroom What do you know about the country bruv? We some right old ugly f**s Yeah we were hood, but they hooked me up Showed me love, that's why I never pushed my luck Poor and young, f**ed, my mind's like a sponge I was picking up when I saw them picking up In the kitchen Gooner taught me how to do my first ticket up Saw the coke come and I saw the coke done Yeah I've seen a man get his skull crushed With a golf club ‘cause he never paid up Eight months with his phone off Eight months in a coma, that's how he paid up Next day, never woke up, oh f**! We just k**ed a man in cold blood "Sorry Mister Officer, No Comment's what I told ya" "I'm just following the olders…" (Mic Righteous, Grime Daily, Daily Duppy, f** Off!)