Letter Home

(álbum: Pure Koke, Vol. 2 - 2011)

This is my letter home
Mum I'm doing just fine
I can't moan I ain't really doing hard time
No phone, I lost it on my third night
Screws run up on my cell on a mad hype
They didn't get it though, I had to let it go
Out the window just before they crept in slow
I couldn't plug that that's where I had my drugs at
Plus my heart was hurting
From the bus' back
Look, I back all of the mandem
Its me, Dunga and M on the landing
I see Con, see Tawman and Tysen
I see Reppy, see Nevv, see Simon
See Lee, See Joe, see Jim
They come like the whole fucking ends are in the bin
I'm gonna wrap it up now
I'm off to the gym
Please kiss my little princess
And tell her that I'll ring

Baby boy, keep it together
No it wont be long, please be strong
When you sleep at night, pray and hold your pillow tight
I'll be there at the end with your kiss
Got your letter this morning
Brought a tear to my eye
I can't get up in the morning
But it'll be alright

Mum I got shipped out
They got me up in force
From the b cat to d cat they got me on tour
Different jail different places
Different cells different faces
It's kinda better how this place is
I even got a key to my cell
And a little bit of freedom as well
I'm still making p's up in jail
Got a b on my sheet
Shotting fiends in my cell
Canteen every week got me eating well
Mum you know me I just keep to myself
And hold my hood up like jeans with a belt
I still miss the road though
I still miss the mandem, no homo!
Still counting down the days til I go home
Oh how I miss the road so
now its getting so close
The days are getting longer
Blood got me stronger

Baby boy, keep it together
No it wont be long, please be strong
When you sleep at night, pray and hold your pillow tight
I'll be there at the end with your kiss
Got your letter this morning
Brought a tear to my eye
I cant get up in the morning
But it'll be alright

Mum I'm kinda stressed out they got me back in scrubs
They accused me of bullying and hustling drugs
I miss my dawg Biggs
That brudda showed me love
And Jimmy clacksons bredrin
It's me and him repping
And my brudda Ginge
You know I cant forget him
We was getting parcels on a next ting
I cant lie, right now I'm kinda fretting
Police come, and nicked me for attempted murder
They say that I bust a burner
And some other shit that's unheard'a
And its all done my head in
Fucking humiliating
I got bail now my time feels complicated
I just wanna touch the road and see my baby
I think about her daily
Oh damn how I miss her
I beg you mum kiss her
Tell her that I love her
And daddy's got her picture

Baby boy, keep it together
No it wont be long, please be strong
When you sleep at night, pray and hold your pillow tight
I'll be there at the end with your kiss
Got your letter this morning
Brought a tear to my eye
I cant get up in the morning
But it'll be alright