Barking (& Dagenham) [feat. Devlin & Joe James]
See me on the c2c, by the window seat
Concrete to Concrete
I put the bark in Barking
Nearly jumped off at Benfleet
'Cause next G's on the platform always wanna watch me
Like I won't hop out the doors and
Fly kick man straight into the bench seat
Like the c2c I make ends meet
Started with a bone & a 10 sheet
Moved up to a phone & a Z, we
Flip that 'cause the hustle game deadly
Ya get me? I don't take cheek
Criss white's on the feet, yh I step neat
She said "she never met a boss, till she met me"
I said "I never met an 'osh, till I met you"
& that was rude of me
I take the piss, but I'm an asshole
I take the piss from Shoebury to Plaistow - Usually I'm calm though
Fake G's showing off the metal like a car show
I show the aura, now they never wanna war Joe
I'm in a Blue Range, bumping Ralo
Racist Police, caught the White man red handed
But some how concluded it's our fault
I just said take that like Gary Barlow
Loose lips poison the grapevine
Why they want to gossip & hate why?
When I was 15, I took your wifey to Lakeside
Sorry I'm a pain, like
Buss man in this his buss down canines
You're not a trapper, that's a moody yay line
I'm groovy & bookey at the same time
Looking at the game like
You're off your fruit & nut
I've got an elegant missus
She never like trainers, it's just shoe's that strut
Nothing with laces, vintage Chanel's with chain in
& I'm a nuisance cuz
Mess with what I'm making
Bang on your gloves & aprons
I ain't gotta prove I'm rough
Roughed up bailiffs
East-End nutter like Cray Twins
One step in the right direction
I fantasise of big knifes at night
And slicing up One Direction
A killer on the loose - I'm Blade with a white complexion
Is that far enough?
I ain't here through luck, I'm here by election
Wanna try it? Then I'm raring up
I'll start tearing up your whole rhyming section
I'm gonna go too far
I'll get myself drunk at my local bar
But tell your girlfriend I'm a local star
Be sick on her skirt then literally blurt
I'll go further than that
I've already got sperm in the bank
In case this generation rises after I die
And they wanna spit dirt on the lad
Concrete to Concrete
I put the bark in Barking
Nearly jumped off at Benfleet
'Cause next G's on the platform always wanna watch me
Like I won't hop out the doors and
Fly kick man straight into the bench seat
Like the c2c I make ends meet
Started with a bone & a 10 sheet
Moved up to a phone & a Z, we
Flip that 'cause the hustle game deadly
Ya get me? I don't take cheek
Criss white's on the feet, yh I step neat
She said "she never met a boss, till she met me"
I said "I never met an 'osh, till I met you"
& that was rude of me
I take the piss, but I'm an asshole
I take the piss from Shoebury to Plaistow - Usually I'm calm though
Fake G's showing off the metal like a car show
I show the aura, now they never wanna war Joe
I'm in a Blue Range, bumping Ralo
Racist Police, caught the White man red handed
But some how concluded it's our fault
I just said take that like Gary Barlow
Loose lips poison the grapevine
Why they want to gossip & hate why?
When I was 15, I took your wifey to Lakeside
Sorry I'm a pain, like
Buss man in this his buss down canines
You're not a trapper, that's a moody yay line
I'm groovy & bookey at the same time
Looking at the game like
You're off your fruit & nut
I've got an elegant missus
She never like trainers, it's just shoe's that strut
Nothing with laces, vintage Chanel's with chain in
& I'm a nuisance cuz
Mess with what I'm making
Bang on your gloves & aprons
I ain't gotta prove I'm rough
Roughed up bailiffs
East-End nutter like Cray Twins
One step in the right direction
I fantasise of big knifes at night
And slicing up One Direction
A killer on the loose - I'm Blade with a white complexion
Is that far enough?
I ain't here through luck, I'm here by election
Wanna try it? Then I'm raring up
I'll start tearing up your whole rhyming section
I'm gonna go too far
I'll get myself drunk at my local bar
But tell your girlfriend I'm a local star
Be sick on her skirt then literally blurt
I'll go further than that
I've already got sperm in the bank
In case this generation rises after I die
And they wanna spit dirt on the lad
Credits
Writer(s): Kehinde Oluwasegun Akindojuromi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- SSS (feat. Crazy Titch & Joe James)
- Basildon (feat. Joe James)
- Barking (& Dagenham) [feat. Devlin & Joe James]
- West Ham (feat. Roachee & Joe James)
- Stratford (Interlude) [feat. Rayf]
- Woolwich Arsenal (DLR) [feat. D.C.]
- Fenchurch St (feat. Joe James)
- Never Invited [Mellow Mix] (feat. Manga Saint Hilare, Novelist & Flowdan)
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