Rival - 1.4 at 12 (EAN Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Context] I just had to drop my mates off at home quickly Had to jump in the wagon, A11, M11 Come to London, pick up Rival Genesis Elijah, remix [Verse 1: Context] Mate, come jump in the motor Let's bowl around up town Ten quid gets chips and petrol Scratch card bought with the remaining pound I'm seeing kids gone loony Smashed in the hour for hours Don't do like my mate - get nicked, stripped, searched Cold showered and bail me up, it's so dour Yeah, we got a Mayfair in the Glens We're a million miles from the Mayfair in the Benz Rudeboys stare, need to be wary of them And we're skint, mate, better get lairy again You know that I'm nothing if I'm not honest See a fat [?] on top of the car bonnet Waking up sweating and regretting that you vomit While I'm scribbling an inner-city sonnet, I'll be getting on it, rah! [Link: Context] That's what we're gonna do Yeah in the 1.4 at 12 city we're running through That's what we're gonna do Yeah in the 1.4 at 12 city we're running through That's what we're gonna do Yeah in the 1.4 at 12 city we're running through That's what we're gonna do [Verse 2: Rival] Me and the man dem taking a cruise In the whip and I'm k**ing, back seat in the car Ba** pumped up, speakers on blast Ride and say wah gwan Everyone contemplated Which ends are we flying through first? Backstreet speeding but slow down When you see them sirens alert Straight away I'm hiding the herb Main rule, man are lights In sight, I see bookies Cornershops, drug mules, youngers And they swarm the blocks Foul language used and we talk a lot As I smoke this spliff, looking out of the window I think I can describe the way that I live In fact, no, I'll take a back [?] for the info [Hook: Context] And you know that if you wanna come and see how we're living Just come and ask me If you've gotta come and see how we're living See it from the back seat If you've gotta come and see how we're living Better let a track speak If you wanna come and see how we're living Ask me, see it from the back seat [Link] [Verse 3: Genesis Elijah] Terror's on tags, always gotta be back by six AC just rang, got a flat full of chicks Switch pack full of drinks, got a bag full of chips We'll be sick in the back of the cab and I think This girl next to me thinks we are an item Better last night, rough s** with the lights on "What, want a wife hun?" Why don? I'm on Ditching her quick, get the rest of my night on [?], got a text from Context Man want a [?] see some Over my contest, [?] for the window, [?] Roll up quick like "man don't want this" Locked out, [?], rowdier, strongest Bar spitting [?] responses Mum's just pocketed the pounds, every ounce And as fast as we came in the door, it's prepostrous [Hook x2] [Link]