Mount Rushmore (feat. Kano & Wretch 32)

Mum, I know you cringe when I make out like we was poor

Like I only had a meal or two, when it's really three or four

You my Donda West, my Afeni Shakur

Sons hardly live with dads, but who was needed more?

Dad, I know you cringe when I make out like you weren't there

Like I only ever saw you Christmas' and New Year

Men will be men, what I witnessеd ain't too rare

You're still my **** if you care (Yеah)

Granny probably watchin' over me in disbelief

Disappointed in me every time she see me

You know the sayin', "Practice makes perfect"

Well, I'll be perfect if I practised what I preached

It was a lack of TLC that made me creep

It was a sister with a voice that made me week

It was a child of destiny who made me free

Now, I couldn't stop the sugar babes, it make me sweet

Have you ever picked a rose just to analyze the thorns?

Have you ever played chess just to sacrifice the pawns?

I've see the Devil in the flesh and tried to grab him by the horns

It's been death after death without havin' time to mourn

Have you ever been in Hell and given Paradise a thought?

And felt paralyzed when tryna push the man inside forward?

Growin' up, all my brothers wanted to be filthy rich

I went legit and got a salad-size-fortune

I got brothers with spare time watchin' the clocks

I know trappers turn traders, watchin' the stocks

Dumb bitches with smartphones as common as dogs

I see them gentrify the ends, demolish the blocks

And then televise events, you can watch from your spot

Hard to recognize my friend when he forgot who he was

I said, "How can I depend on any plot that's been lost?"

See, every night, I repent and pray God isn't gone

I'm from the bad blocks, shootin', stabbings, crack spots

If bro and dem can't find your team, they'll shoot the mascot

Pussies can't walk in my shoes, man are Sasquatch

And, you ain't never bet on yourself and hit the jackpot

Drop sixty on juelz, this kettle Cam'ron

It's already tripled itself

Shh, I grew up where the who was there

Question never gets the truth, you dare

Talkin' in the station wasn't cool unless it's Cool FM

Talkin' 'bout the flavours déjà vu 'cause when the cools' there

You knew that all this pain up in one room would make us fortunairs

So many artists backs the wall, it's like the Louvre in here

You can swim or you can snorkel here

Sinkin' ain't an option 'round this ruthless-sphere

They grew up square

If you knock their turkey, teeth out, bet theirs lawyers want a souvenir

I got some readies in my pocket

Word to Daniel Compton, got some skellies in my closet

Between telly and the tourin', all you smell on me is profit

The only thing that's promised is we'll end up in a coffin

Hope you stood for something or fall for everything

Just in adjusting the top threes if I ain't blessin' it, but the creds legit

That's the vibes, got you all in check like I was Busta in his prime

Shooters dem on deck, but I ain't puffy in these shines

Man are loopin' off your necklace, best you tuck in all those diamonds

Survivors guilt

I didn't learned 'bout the Bible still

But, I know the big man up there blessin' me, but time's a snitch

'Cause, eventually, time will tell

Protect legacy

Worth a couple quid so I can comfortably decline

Any sell out offers? 'Cause these companies be tryin' it

Just buried nanny, he held a shovel, it was tirein'

Witnessed my mother be a daughter, weepin' Irises

Became a father after nan, he closed her eyelids

Twelve days before my son, they didn't meet

After my MoBo speech, I went to watch her sleep

One day, we'll duppy a white, pour-out beverage

Brother, look in the sky, that's where Heaven is

Dear Sky, why you take long to reply to my messages?

All this teenager shit got you movin' insensitive

Yeah, they say I'm in my feels, she's my sanity, therapist

But, until you have a daughter, you won't understand anything

Everyone can run the game from on the side of the pitch

**** tryna call the shots, I'll get you shot for a drink

If it's a doggy-dog world, I'm on some Doberman shit

I go realer on you apes and put my hand on your chimps

You ever seen badness in the form of a gift?

A man will give a man a box so he can rob him for it

The word "Ginnals", made me know what bein' talented is

Now, man are gettin' papersswork to make it work in their favour

I'm out the game

It ain't about all of the times that I got to play

The real win was havin' the freedom to start again

The business is in profiti and Green Machine is the name

I'm selling weed over the counter, I'm shottin' ounces again

Ahh! Full circle

I ain't blamin' shit on my race, we can all hurdle

Went from bein' underground in my shell like a small turtle

Now, I'm Michelangelo and I'm paintin' the colour purple

My rain can make my mother retire, but that's a job in itself

She rather work herself to death then let me give her the world

Already saw the woman, King watchin' you father the girls

So, along as I'm your prince, I give you diamonds and pearls

The Bible itself, there's nothing in my life I withheld

They're livin' for the Queen's head but wouldn't die for the tails

I'm givin' all my team bread, forgot a slice for myself

I really had to wear the trousers, had to tighten the belt

They tailor fit, in the verses, I'm Jadakiss

I made a flick sellin' Bobby Brown and Taylor Swift

I make 'em sing like I'm Ghetts with his greatest hits

Man, this ain't the last supper, this is caterin'