Lost Hope

I seen a lifer lose hope and he called it a day, bro

This the kinda shit you don't hear on the radio

My next door got twenty-five, he ain't even twenty-four

His co-D snitched on him, still got twenty-four

When you catching cases, you can't think bout yourself, bro

They asked me would I give up Danes, bro I said "Hell no"

They're talking thirty years and he gave up his main guys

He was on the stand, moving like he got stage fright

They think that I'm famous, I ain't even got canteen

Went jail so many times, my sis can't stand me

It's mad how in a dark place my future's looking bright

The truth, me and Lz on the fours just cooking spice

In this little place, I'm just a name and a number

Sitting down the block, I gotta wait for the governor

I just landed in reception, they said "Oh it's you again"

Jail meant to fix people up, bro, it ruins them

My boy got life in jail, he ain't got a kid

Cah when the judge gave him life, he was just a kid

I'm chosen, they're saying I'm the voice for the voiceless

When you grow in the struggle, you don't really have choices

Let me keep it real, bro, this shit ain't easy

I'm on basic right now, I still got a TV

And where I'm from, not everyone makes it

My next door killed himself cah he couldn't take it

I seen a lifer lose hope and then he lost himself

Suicidal thoughts in his head when they locked his cell

Co-D snitching, fuck that, I woulda shot meself

Jail pain, war stories, I've got a lot to tell

But this the type of shit that make you top yourself

Sitting in the block with no crop, I coulda lost myself

But free Kash, he done a dash and got a thirty wreck

Gangsters on the net, but in the flesh they're a nervous wreck

Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he's from Birkenhead

You've never done a booting broad day and had to burn a ped

Nicked with three straps, third strike, that's the third attempt

That they've tried to life me off, I'll write to Ste, I'll write to Flock

Seen too much shit so I can never get writer's block

They shipped me out for stabbings from Deerbolt to Aylesbury block

Andy caught a body, got sectioned 'cause he lost the plot

They're fascinated with this lifestyle, mesmerised

K never done it but got life, joint enterprise

Cunning kid snitched, went to court, then he testified

I got it cracking with the savages on exercise

Pokes asked me for the flicky, then I patterned him it

He got a twelve EDS for the stabbing with it

I'm still in the trenches, bro, they think that I'm a rapper

From the age of fifteen, gun nominal and MAPA