Seen It All (feat. Krept & Konan)

(Rudez Beats)

See, lately I've been thinking

I've been through war, forgot I'm still grieving

Taking the life as it comes and I'm fighting my demons

Plus I've got war in these streets and I know they won't leave it

Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri, Christian Dior Dior

I've seen it all, seen it all, my people still in these streets

So I'm only rapping what matters to me

Let you suffering, sketchy government

Evil, illegal, you see me stuttering

Deceiving people with shootings, lethal

Deserve an electric chair or needle

But that wouldn't bring the people back to those innocent families grieving that

Take the voice of the people seriously, need justice immediately

Flats, councils, trap bound to

Please look around you, look where they house you

What the fuck you think's gonna happen?

Why the fuck you think man are trapped in when they give man a ration?

Had a mask before they said two metres

Wap in the car, petrol, two litres

Cah we had minimal choices, minimal voices

Click, bang, critical noises

Man nearly lost life in the streets, but the brothers got life in the streets

Man's gotta fight for life in the streets

What it's like in the streets

Why you think they got a knife in the streets?

Cah it's kill or be killed, ****, never had a fucking free meal, ****

That way, rat race, trapped in that hole, ****

Flats full of real ****, cats and them real dinners

Never had a equal chance, so they steal, ****

Running the streets, man doing revision

Locking a man in for numerous killings

We were just young in the hood tryna make it

Felt like the chances were two in a million

Praying to God while we still doin' sinning

They want us dead, but we still keep on living

You know

See, lately I've been thinking

I've been through war, forgot I'm still grieving

Taking the life as it comes and I'm fighting my demons

Plus I've got war in these streets and I know they won't leave it

Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri, Christian Dior Dior

I've seen it all, seen it all, my people still in these streets

So I'm only rapping what matters to me

(Sorcerer)

Mind in a dark place, things that I can't change

Pain and the heartache, thoughts that I can't shake

All of the trauma, cats on the corner

Eighth and a quarter, I came up the hard way (Facts)

Gotta change for Allah's sake, it's either rap or the bando (It is)

How can I tell these kids "Put the knives down" when akh came with a rambo? (Behave)

Yeah, we know how to handle a threat

But I don't know how I handle the stress

PTSD coulda had me in a mental home

But I'd rather a mansion instead

Why did they wanna put gang to the test?

Akh said, "Do music, I'll handle the rest"

So I follow the bread like Hansel and Gretel

The dirt that I've done, I don't have no regret (Nah)

I don't have no regrets

All the times I gambled with death

Came from dirt, so I'm thankful and blessed

Send a young G around, better have some respect

Lately I've been thinking

Then it sinked in

All the fuckery that I've been in

All the ride-outs and the chingins

See, lately I've been thinking

I've been through war, forgot I'm still grieving

Taking the life as it comes and I'm fighting my demons

Plus I've got war in these streets and I know they won't leave it

Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri, Christian Dior Dior

I've seen it all, seen it all, my people still in these streets

So I'm only rapping what matters to me