Mad About Bars - S5-E8 Pt 1

See this one here?
It's different
Jungle on this one
We're about to introduce you to
A rapper who in my opinion
Is gonna be one of the most exciting to come through this year
Coming out of Essex
He's too different with it
Flows, bars
Look (it's French The Kid)

Chief on the street, I'm so real
Fuck with gorillas, I been in that field
Done it to kill
Don't know the feeling
The enemy's bleeding, it gets so misleading
Like taking a pill, making a deal
Fiends on the left and the right on me still
Shootin' for veins, they might get their fills
Might get a chills
Next day alive, but they might've been killed

In the trap, my own brother's friends got me moving the crack
I was so young, I could never look back
Bro, it ain't worth it, don't do it for racks, don't do it to stack
Bands, my own brother got lost to the cause
I remember one night he tried hanging himself
Then he overdosed up-on the floor, shit

Tu connais ma gueule
Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team
Tu connais mon visage
On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage

Prick put his hands on my aunty
Jumped in a van and got him kidnapped
Slim clip on my Angie, I went in first time, yeah, holdin' that wap
Had to drive all the way to Suffolk
No black puffers but man still got wrapped
Son tryna 'fend his dad like, big-man, I'll make your battery go flat
Johnny said he don't really care' bout talk
Nah he don't really care 'bout chat
Hold the cunt down, raise up his legs, ching chow, cut it right back

Got blood all over my vest, all over my shoes, all over my shit
Cut out quick cah we took that risk, four toes in his foot
The prick just got hit
Got back home, opened the door, my girl was like "Wow"
So much blood on my hands and trainers
She must have cried and thought, "Baby, how?"
She said, "What did you do?" "How did you do it?"
"What have you done?"
Any man that touch my family, wap or Stanley
Man'll get bun

I got shanked with a shh
But I stood up and fought to the death
I don't really know where that bitch boy went
But I heard he got shh and then left
Mess, put down down your shank, let's test
Heart of a lion, bro you'll get pressed
Merch and Brent with Bryant so shook
Two transit vans he nearly got shh

How can I trap anymore
If my bro's on the floor overdosin' them pills?
How can I trap anymore
If my blood brother's homeless? Pain is so real
I was known in France for dishing out waps and dishing out things
Jed's friends had the trap-line booming, wap-line moving
Wrapped up in cling

Ring, ring had the ringtone dancing, catsdem glancing
Shit made 'em sing
White boy with a middle parting, tracksuit, laughing, needed a trim
Look, tracksuit, laughing, needed a trim
White boy with a middle parting, tracksuit

I do not care about hoes
I care about O's
I'm making money, making loads
I run through that shit with my bros
I've got many flows
I'm painting pictures, Picasso
French on the beat, I'm so cold
I think you just froze
Tell these bitches I'ma blow
I do not care about those
Don't care about them
So take a picture while you pose

Hablo español con Pablo y dije que
"All of my tunes they go high like cocaine"
Hot in Ibiza, I'm smoking that reefer
I'm getting my money, I love Mary-Jane
I'm running to money, I'm running to fame
Only thing up in my mind is the game
I do not care about dance with the Devil
The devil cannot dance with me in the rain
Shit

Tu connais ma gueule
Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team
Tu connais mon visage
On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage

Tu connais ma gueule
Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team
Tu connais mon visage (what'd I tell you?)
On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage (jungle on this one)
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah
Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage (French The Kid)