No More

Yo its Mic Righteous is my mind state. (no more no more) now i understand. i was only young when i realised that i possess a gift the ability to express my deepest feelings through rap. now i'mma use this to my advantage. i'mma use this like a tool . to give wisdom to the misled. hope to the hopeless. and fuck this whole rags to riches story its getting boring we ain't on that just look at what you got fam no more

I can see my life fading away
Realities ripped me in half and it plays on my brain
To the point i can't sleep, i'm staying up late
Blazing an eighth
Tryna put all my pain in the page
Im sick of livin' this life where every day is the same
Lookin' for ways to escape from this dangerous place
I'll say it straight to your face
We need to wake up and change, make it today
Tomorrow you can lay in your grave - its real
We're only gettin' closer to the ending
When i look in gooners eyes i just don't know where he's headin'
He's closer than my bredrin
Your brothers from another mother
I know you're reppin' but you'll only get arrested
Don't get involved in road fam, focus forget it
Study hard in college and trust you won't regret it
Most man they wanna hate you blood but don't sweat it
Cause them man that wanna hate you blood they're just jealous
I see the same thing wherever i go
Sick of livin' in little Britain where the weather is cold
And 'nuff man are sellin' the po(?)
Some bredders tryna make a penny outta peddlin' coke
Little Mic he's up on Ethelbert road gettin' involved
Reppin' 24/7 protectin' his home
I get worried when i wonder what his destiny holds
The last bredda died on Athelstan they severed his throat
I get the feelin' that we're meant to be broke
When it comes to makin' money we're all mentally slow
Maybe cos we're watching everything the telly has shown
My brothers locked behind bars they ain't lettin' him go
I can't remember the last letter i wrote
I miss you more than ever blood let it be known
The weed don't get me writing its just gettin' me stoned
And i'm goin' ragga whenever i don't get any smoke
The drugs have got a hold of me
And they ain't lettin' me go
Got me questioning myself whether i'm ready to blow
It's the devil in my head that keeps telling me no
I never give it to the devil i'm a heavenly ghost
Armageddon is close its feels like hell is my home
Stay true to myself never sellin' my soul
I walk alone treading treacherous roads
Rep for the coast but its terrible wherever i go derelict homes
Kids are sick of the knives they wanna invest in the chrome
Mother ran away from me and now shes bellin my phone
Beggin' me to stay with her but dunno whether to go
She packed her bags and left my side when i was 7 years old
I feel like cryin' now i need my fathers support
You said i could tell you anything that's what families for
Dad i haven't seen Mohammed since Sami was born
I'm turnin' skits i dunno who i am anymore

I don't wanna live a life like this
I don't wanna live a life like this
No more blood
I don't wanna live a life like this
I don't wanna live a life like this
No more blood
I don't wanna live a life like this
I don't wanna live a life like this
No more blood
I don't wanna live a life like this
I don't wanna live a life like this
No more blood