Teenz

Yeaaaaaa

Teenage life hard u no u adults tink it easy dnt u under stand

Ryt

Teenage life is hard violence n drugs n shit
Left on our own beaten up n left ina pit
We can open up da good side of uz
Betta den trampz livin life next 2 a bus
Not our fault it dat time of life
Wen u start getting involved in drugs nd knifes
U cant stop us for wat we do
We get involved around cocaine n glue
It dat way we hit wid dat snooker cue
We grew az kids and we turn into sumin dat true
Yeh ur best friend mum sue
Getten done over by da down n under crew


Man we lyin der starin at da dark skies
Look in ur girl freindz eyes
U can hear dem cries in ya mind
Gotta stop telling her all dese lies
Try not to fall behind with all ur girlfriendz love
Fuk girls around den dey end up in da cloudz above
Commintin suicide it nt teens fault
Like settin life bak to da default
Girls on da streetz getting raped and sexuall assault
Bois nd girls standin thinking
Maybe I shouldn’t of took da second one I feel all figity nd warm
Whoa evrytin in da room spinnin I think im gunaa fall down
Der hearts beatin to quick der fukin trippin out
I wonder if da police got in turned away no doght
Who carez not me
Are eyes are rollin bak, we’re rubbin out thighs wid are handz
And im thinking
Why iz life soo hard
I walked out da bak yard
Sat der thought about life and bein physically and emotionally scarred
Numbas to chatlines permantly barred
Alcohol shops askin for my id card
The streets aint nice
I go in da take away ask for chickin korma and rice
And I ask for a glass of water wid out da ice
Servant told me to repeat wat I said twice
My wordz must have been to distorted
Public ring da police we gt reported
Not allowed to get in da car my self I gotta get escorted
Got done for drugs dat been imported

Man dat life for us teens

Yeaa … I got blood all over my Armani jeans
Police arrive sayin dis is a crime investigation scene
my best freindz on da floor knife stuck in his belly
I standin der cryin my legs are like jelly
A tramp standin next to me he is quite smelly
Man us teens dunno wat goin on In life
We getting all exited grown up wid kids and a sexy wife
Life nt goin da ryt way for us we jus end up on da streets and behind bars
No job no money we probley wnt be able to afford a cheap cigar
Sat der in da club listen to da street gun shots
Peapole dancing like fukin robots
Girls getting pissed off wid life now
Doin stuff dat der parants would nt allow
But teens do evrythin behind der parants baks
Some teens sat down on da flat stairs smokin crack
Some takin smack look up down da barrel of a gun
Hear da sound of click clack
Old man shoutin dnt shoot dat jus slack
Evry one wanna be a gangsta like 2pac
Using slang words
We see gangs and I mean hurds
We got a lot ahead of us
Not one of us got a c plus
Kiked outa school for fytin not writin
We flash by like lightning
Teens like me find life is deppressin nd sad
Now come u gotta admit dat is sad us bois n gald do go mad
Walkin da streetz with weapons
Get stopped by da pigs
Police stand on our brand new digs
We have a go at em
They say we carry drugs but it aint it vitamin m
Some of us are very lucky they gt mums n dads
We aint got no one to buy football shin pads
Adults say don’t worry it will be fine
No it wont you dnt understand boys like me buried under a shrine for dis shit
We sit der smokin pot
Men walk past sayin ahh dats av a bit
We say no we take a beat in
Den we feel suntin sharp dat pierce our skin
Wene we wer young we sat on da school bench der was bullies hu ask fo are lunch
We run away and say no we get a punch (punch)

Yeaaa…

THE FLAME

Yeh

Ryt I am the flame
I rap rymez like I do wid da game
Im like da black dragon spittin flames
I have my room nice n tidy on da night you first came
Im a rapper dats wat I became
Ive got my new name its called the flame
Anything happen to my home boys Ill take the blame
If I don’t then I feel very lame

Whats dat strange noise it coming from over der in da corner
It maybe a boy called connor who rappin dese rymez
He rappin all different lyrics at same timez
I remember dat boy who got shot down in a shoppin center called chimez
All ive seen in life loadz nd loadz of crimez
It Christmas comin u can hear bells goin ding dong dimez
I a lot no peapole who bin shot 7 timez

Wene I walkin in da night I look at da floor I see shadowz appears
Hear strange little whispers in my ears
But me I have no fear I no I hearin sumink dat very clear
Must have been drinkin to much poisoness beer
If it a stalker im gunnah fuk up his face severe
I got a bad felling dat dis is gunnah be one bad year
I turn around hear a shout sayin come up here
Bang!!

Dats it got a hole in my belly
Sat in hospital wid my girlfriend shelly bored as fuk watchin tele
And wid my baby girl called kelly
Docters say I gottah get transferred to a hospital in old delhi
Outta hospital now walkin the streets again
Looking so so vein so don’t come to me and complain
Cuz ill start giving you to much pain ur a fukin puff u listen to shynia twain
Ill tie you up and send you off to spain

You say no you wouldent you wouldent even dere
I say I would cuz u no how I raw I raw like a bear
Ur a little pussy u gottah speak to tony blair
Just make sure your aware mess wid me ill go dispear
And I mean it I swear don’t even dare
Cuz ill kill you you’ll be sayin no more prayers
So sit down sit in ya chair and stay there

And they call him
The one and only flame
And they call him
Because thatz wat he became
And they call him
The one and only flame
And dey call him dat becuz dat wat he became
So have no more shame about the flame…