Fire In The Booth

Claire; she lives in the hood
No job, no dough, just herself shotting bud
She had a little daughter, that used to live good
Till her husband was a addict and he left her in the mud
So he turned a bit effed, and hardcore fiending
He jumped off a bridge and since then you've never seen him
Now, Claire is crying and she's mentally bleeding
Well, Claire's daughter's upstairs hanging off the ceiling
Upstairs, she found her daughter that's not breathing
Turned a bit tapped[?] and started class A dealing
Working in a brothel, selling out her body so she can make money from the [?] and the teasing
Now she's sleeping in the park, frightened and freezing
Quiet from the outside but inside she's screaming
On street corners for money she is pleading
People don't care cuz they don't know her reason
Got a lot of stress so she started taking drugs
Using all the money from the brothel that she gets
Started taking Heroin and started sniffing up
She slits her wrists, from life she's giving up
She's begging all the people but no one wants to help
Got caught with drugs now she ends up in a cell
Now she's paranoid, she don't know who to tell
She's stuck, she hung herself

Listen up, there was a man called Ryan
He was known in the hood, they called him the Lion
He used to be the boss hanging round with the Iron
He used to do some rapping but he wasn't really trying
Now he's trapping on the road, friend called Jeff
He's bait on the roads so he's ready for death
He lives in a flat with his girl called Beth
Nothing else in his life, that's all that's left
So he's trying to make something out of it
Trying to make couple tracks, earn couple pounds from it
He knows what he's doing is wrong
He's a talented rapper but he says that it's long
Then he dropped a little mix tape for the road
He had a little buzz he was on everybody's phone
Local Celebrity that everybody knows
But still that Badman that everybody knows
So he sent couple tracks to a label
And they said they'll get back to him in 5 days
Now he's on a road robbing man for the High-Grade
5-0 caught him, now he's behind gates
So his Mum went to visit him in Prison
She told him that she loves him, but he doesn't listen
She told him, that his life was wasted
Cuz the Label phoned and they said that they'd take him
But he doesn't listen, but he doesn't listen
His life is wasted, his life is wasted

Close your eyes, and listen to a bit of truth
Listen to the pain when I spit in booth
This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer
Keep your head high and stay strong, you can make it through
Haunted my little brothers life and it took him too
So I'm here trying to fight at it
Brought down stress but I'm here trying to hide it
I, lost my hope, but I'm here trying to find it
Little Bro, tell me how you're doing
Cuz I'm kinda stressed and I'm feeling kinda ruined
Daddy's still strong, but Mummy's kinda screwing
I know that you're special, cuz Heaven brought you in
But I'm still right here
Even though you're gone, you're still right near
This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer
Keep your head high, and stay bright here

This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer
Keep your head high and stay strong is the answer
Just know that the Lord's by your side
I'm just trying to express the pain in my stanza
And yeah I feel trapped in this prison
Little Bro, I hope that you would listen
Little Bro, I still see your face in my vision
On my own, looking up, sitting reminiscing
When you used to play with your toys
You always wanted to come out with me and my boys
You used to love Ben 10 and make a lot of noise
But now that you're gone, I wish I hear your voice
But I'm still right here
Even though you're gone, you're still right near
This is for my people that are suffering from Cancer
Keep your head high, and stay bright here

So the flow is iller, I'm a killer
Running with the blood spiller
I will never stop until the day I'm living in a Villa
Until I'm marrying Rihanna and I'm living with her
Only joking man, I just want the flipping scrilla
When I jump on riddim I'm a kill 'em I'm a hit 'em
Other rappers I will bin 'em, never make tracks with 'em
I'll be on my way, and I'll be on my wave
Eating like a King I'll be working like a slave
Look, so I'm trying to make the dough-dough-dough
Round here we don't rate them Po-Po-Po
Trying to take it slow-slow-slow
And wait till my name goes blow-blow-blow
Ahh so you better know your status
14 year old [?] on them rappers
Uh age never matters
Listen, alright, look, yeah
And I'm coming from the bottom
I'm living in the jungle and it's feeling kinds rotten
I used to be a anybody, anybody's nothing
Then I used my talent, turned it into something
Now I got a little buzz and I'll be what I want to be
Soon live a high life I'll see what I want to see
Word to my brothers, soon we are going to eat
Say bye to the hood, cuz soon we are going to leave
And I was growing up to the violence
Everyone in rage woken up by the sirens
Voices in my head, so I'm wishing for the silence
Looking for the better days looking for the guidance
Look, so I CBA waiting
USG affiliated, tell my brothers I'm a make it
Chance I'm a take it I don't care if you don't rate it
Cuz we're living in a, Matrix thinking of escaping
Let me tell you 'bout life from the start
Let me tell you 'bout life in the dark
I wish I could go back to the times it weren't hard
You need to understand that I'm trying but I can't
Look, I knew that I had this inside me
Never had a older brother nobody to guide me
Chasing my dream while the Devil was behind me
Had to run away hoping he'll never find me
So I'm trying to leave it away
You talk that talk, ain't feeling the pain
Little Bro died, ain't feeling the same
Too much thoughts ain't feeling my brain
Look, but I know that it ain't over
Big dreams trying to be in the Range Rover
Ain't going to stop till my pains over
It's time it's a USG takeover
Look, talk about dreams
Let's talk about the picture of the Queen
And know that I really need to stick to my deen
But, I just want to see my flipping picture on the screen
Told my heart, said I want to be famous
It said little Gecks you got to be patient
Stay maintained and you'll definitely make it
Been through the struggle now we got to make the wages
Ahh, so I'm sat here waiting
Pictures in my head, I'm imagining the painting
Nobody sees all the moves that I'm making
The World is asleep, and nobody's waking
Fire in my mothers eyes I can see 'em blazing
So called 'friends' yeah I know that they're faking
And my heartbeat is racing
Forever I will scream USG entertainment
Who can you trust when you're riding out alone
And you're struggling for dough, with nobody, on your own
On your bike, meeting all the fiends on your phone
Robbing up, round G's that'll be in a..
Money loving, I'm trying to get that money I'm a money loving