Verse 1: [Mic Righteous]

These are words of a broken man
Working a hopeless plan
Hoping the plan will work
Watching the candle burn
The hour hand turns
When will we have our turn
I wish you had a heart, yeah
How desperate does somebody have to be to have you help them?
Since when has anyone got anywhere from acting selfish?
I stay alone at night, wonder why I ain't rolling right
Snakes try convince me friends are tryna control my life
That's a load of hype I chose the mic, the stage, the name
Righteous; write it on the page, along with the date
I wouldn't say it's not a game
It's the biggest game that's full of snakes and little fakes seeing my face but nothing comes on dinner plates
So still I pray still I stay down with the same pals that have been from day
Big mistake tried to run, didn't get away trick move especially after everything we've been through
The world shares different views
Big zoot, window, bars, intro, instro, task
Why am I that gets the info last?
I draw this piff and then I take a big old blast
Coz this no bar, listen
Searching for value happiness hurts
Kelsie what happened to her, like so many other trapped in the dirt
The passion's a curse, we all say we had it the worst
Yeah you had it bad
At least you ain't in the back of the hearse
That's when it's done
I reach through the speaker capture your love
We trapped in the slum, look what the manner has done to us
Brothers are undercut become another number stop judging us I got love for every one of ya
We deny that we can only advance, and those that think they can't are lost in they art
Mind lost in they heart, body lost in their mind
So go back to the start back to the passion the past
You are not gonna find the man that you are
If you cower in the face of a challenge travel your path
I ain't tryna rap for a car, or rap for a yard, or rap for a bitch that's gonna max out my card
See I rap for the man that hasn't got garms
In fact, hasn't got anything you spat in that bar
That's why I spat in your face coz you were flashing your papes
You see my mandem are real and you mandem are.. Drakes
Straight, in other words fakes
You think I'm'a turn ape for this game
Keep your deal you're too bait
I'm too straight just to appeal to the women
I believe if you're real they'll just feel what you're spitting
It's an evil world what we live in our children are in it
That's why your children are loose that's why you're children are missing
All you got is dirty dishes and bills in the kitchen
It's real when you've seen it
I feel like I'm slipping up
Never dissing my avid listener you question am I real enough
Maybe I overdid it
Is it, I ain't did it enough?
I don't want my old fans to look at me in disgust
And discuss: "why's he always try'n'a make a number one?"
It's a must, this ain't changing me I still have the same beliefs
I can scream, "FREE PALESTINE"
Die for my pride, still pray for peace
Still burn a fed for the brutality they spread over the world
Pakistan's an ocean
Bodies in the brown water floating and still nobody helps
I have to take a 'old of myself
Coz right now I feel a need to bang my head against this flippin' desk
They want my commercial side, trust me this ain't one of them
Sorry if I messed up, yo I just want your love again
Coz this is bout as real as I'mma get
You the ones I represent and will til there's nothing left
Once again, never dissing my avid listener
You the ones I can't forget let me explain from start to end
When I wrote my first bar it wasn't after rep
Nah blud, I did it for expression
In the hope you could relate to my past and present
But when you haven't got a friend, mother and you're father's left
All you got is words, cardboard and a frickin' Parker pen
And the love you once had in the start
Starts to end, inside you die
Fam I'm like, how can I provide for my family or my mandem on some 9 to 5?
That's why I try, with the one thing that I can do in this life of mine
And that is write these bars beca' our lives are hard
And this music is our light in the dark I'm try'n'a shine
So forgive me if that's wrong
But for my conscious listener, this is your song, like
Some music we make for the shelves
But this music, dawg, we make for ourselves
And this for you for my heart so you know we mean it
We speak about your daily struggles 'cos we lived and seen it
And that's why the mission is to act now
Acts realising that your life is real, no acts wow
So while the UK is flyin', I'm'a jump on board
So for my avid listener this is who I done this for

Verse 2: [Mic Righteous]

I don't wanna die without saying goodbye
So for this bar, I will savour my past
Yeah, coz it may be my last
So just in case I don't make it yard
Sorry for the pain I caused
Give my heaven I'm afraid of the dark
This music is a place in my heart
Try'n'a answer all these bleeding questions in life
Leave me guessing like a game of charades, check
It would be wrong for me to pray to Allah
I shouldn't really be putting His name in this bar
You can't abide by Islam when you're raised by the dawgs, *WOOF
And it was either take it or starve, yeah
But they were my dark days
Abandoned by my family left in Margate
Whatever your art, express your heartache
And I'm with you all the way unless you can't change, ah
What good is being laughed at when you're grafting
Look on the palms of my hands, that's 'ard skin
Juggling with life I'm trying not to drop the balls
Think I'm a fool for your tricks?
Not a fool, wasn't thick
Not a tool, not a kid, not a tool, not a bit
In the school I wasn't shit
So I bunked off, jumped over the wall
I wasn't missed, just misunderstood
If I could take it all back, I'd say, "Miss, bun your books"
Coz there ain't nothing you could teach man
I'll shut this shit down, dreamland
All I give a fuck about is Me, rap, Islam, my fam, he's fam, Lucia beats' cat
Snake, Goons, C-Man and every single fan that we have
We had to hit the lab, now the hits are in the bag
When it finally hits the street feel free to leave your feedback
We never left there ain't no point in saying we back
Nah, yeah I'm fed up of these man
Straight bluffers that say suttin but don't mean that
And bruv, this ain't about your P's fam
It's more about the fact you're never there when we need man
But who was at the gates when we freed man? Us!
I just blame me 'cos I let the greed lead man
'Cos I gave you them things on strap
Knowing your weren't in a position to pay me back
It's crazy currency can change the way we act
It made me arrogant I may be mad
But I'd rather get jumped by 18 man, than become some poor mum's baby's dad
'Cos that right there is my worst nightmare
Coming true I wouldn't know what the fuck to do or who to call
'Cos that'll be the day that I lose it all
I still love you like the first time do you recall?
That I'm that one they used to call Tak
But now I'm just Mic so you can fall back
Yo play this track at my funeral fam
It's the beauty of rap you can kill me and even when I'm dead
I will live through the music I made
I'm such a musical man this ain't your usual track, nah
It's real because it's how I feel how truthful is that
It's real because it's how I feel I'm truthful, well blud
No I don't know why I did that
I wrote the hook like you was in for a chick track
But this ain't about no bird
And I don't care if the words aren't commercially acceptable
'Cos that's what they expect of you
I'm 'bout to burst, runnin' out of nerve
With all this blood you're 'bout to bust
Turn your back on them brothers they doubting us yeah how absurd
When I was young I never understood the 'mount of work it took to get your album heard
But when you're young you ain't so down to earth
Now I'm so down to earth I'm below the surface
How concerned were you for me when I eating out of bins?
I used to cherish every pound I get
Now I cherish every pound I earn
And now I'm earning pounds I learn that I've been runnin' round in circles try'n'a find out my worth
This world is only out to 'urt you
I'm'a bun it down and let it burn too
When you're searching for purpose where do you turn to?
I'm blind with eyes open wide
We reside in 'opeless times
'opeless job 'opless life
Hope I fly through the open sky
Feel like Raoul Moat inside my mind
As I get I alone I zone through October's coldest night
Broken heart, open mind
Know my past, know the skies
Know I'm 'ard, know I'm kind
Yo it's dark, show me light...yeah
Should I fix my heart and close my mind?
Wipe the spit from out my eye
I'll die for this
Don't doubt my pride
My entire clique is down to ride
I see my mandem movin' baitly
I fear for their safety
We might not see karma coming
And that's as clear as it may be
It's my peers that have shaped me
In fact everything you hearin' ain't me
It's the voice of every man's aggressive nature
Don't let me out the cage 'cos you'll regret it seconds later
See you when I see you is what I'm tellin' every hater
We do this on our jacks, we don't ever beg a favour
Nah we don't ever beg a favour
We don't ever beg a friend
It's just the ends we represent

Verse 3: [Mic Righteous]

Yeah I rip a bar half-arsed you ain't hard star
We can go bar-for-bar I'll have the last laugh
Ha ha ha don't take me for anyone
You're fucking with the Darkstar uh nah you better run
You won't find no-one better son
Yo Sloth we don't stop we step levels up
Two man army, take out anyone
Ten of your best, I'm beggin' you to send for us
To many breddas wanna set me up
But even with the best of luck you're never gonna get me blud
I'm ready to bust, mandem better get the fuck out of my way
Cos I'm out for papes, out for peace
Send the temperature up to 1000 degrees I pounce like beast
Earn my keep, burn my beats
Get a bucket of water
You feel fire like you're up in the sauna
It's real life and I'm up against all of ya
Nuff man chat bull I will call their bluff they're talking tough
But when the feds pull them up they start bawling and call for mum
What you gonna do when 10 man tooled-up corner ya?
Who you gonna call for? Mum?
Try act cool but you're ballsed it up, you're lookin' foolish, blud
Slipping and falling, quit stalling blud
Where's your war talk now, sure thought you were
Fools you're fake, we ain't gonna ball for ya
You're frauds you ain't the baller we thought you were
No bora, I'll war with words and I'm'a warn ya before you're hurt
You're boring you oughta learn
The more you work the more you earn the more the money means - shit
Shine away you're like I sliced my veins
Find a gauge put five inside my brain
Bury me ten feet deep while I'm wide awake
Done that I bust back I ain't dying today
There ain't no explanation to why you hate
Should embrace Mic Righteous I ride on fakes today
Patronise us with diamond chains
I'm'a rain on your parade any time or place
Get my dick out and piss on the entire game
How you like me now? Am I your mate?
I can say whatever I like try complain
Drop the bomb I will light the flames
Too many rappers sound the same
He's sounding gay
If I diss you forgive me it's my mistake
It's like I'm the last of a dying race
And I'm'a be righteous I ain't tryna change
I know man got guns it ain't hard to get one
And I ain't from London I come from Kent blud
Momma got a dead son, that's Red Rum
The killer's long gone way before the feds come
One brudda got shot on his doorstep
How many more dead till somebody forfeit?
One boy got hold of a loaded four fifth
Licked a full clip, he killed a school kid
They won't tell us how many get murdered
Feds don't know where they bury the burner
Yobs are on road and they ready to burst ya
Keep your friends close and your enemies further
Word up, why we fighting each other?
Gotta be righteous I will die for my brother
Tell me why we don't like one other
It's time to unite put aside your colours
So holler at me, no matter where you come from
Nobody spuds, where's the love gone?
Man have got guns cocked ready to bust shots
Blacks that aim up in the name of one God
Say you're Muslim? I say you've done wrong
In the state of corruption it ain't just London
Everywhere's the same, no place to run from
Every man looking for the cash in lump sums
The road's no home for a lonely lad
Little man's holding a stolen gat
That he got given by the older man
There ain't no going back when you roll in a gang BANG
BOOM BANG There's killers around me villains around me blud
But I live in the South East
It's rowdy them man never put the nine down
Never seen a politician walk through my town