Slow Your Roll

(albüm: Raskit - 2017)

Tell them boys to stop over-fussing
Tell them boys there ain't no discussion
Tell them boys I heard it all before
It ain't new to me you gotta show me sutting
Act up fore I blow or sutting
Blow for blow
Toe to toe
I run my own show
But I am not known for ducking
Tell my homeboys to roll me sutting
Standing out in the cold is cutting
Reminiscing on back in the day before Isle of Dogs and E3 was shooting broad day and risking lives over nothing
Them boys were like older cousins
Went away I came back I heard it went mad but I could not speak cos it was too peak I had to just hold my tongue in
Shoulder shrugging
Looking over my shoulder
Told 'em slow your roll when the roads are gunning
On top and the show was running
These times it was over-numbing
Alls fair when it's love and war
Bredders acting all cold an' cunning
I was focussed on my dough was coming
Deep down I knew my soul was bunning
Sting a bee in a sling they stung him
Couple shots came through went wrong
Held one, he survived the stunning
Payback gotta at least gotta get one in
No point tryna talk 'em down
Can't tell these negros nutting
Like

Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the foolishness go
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
There's more to life than you know
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the yout dem grow

Youngers taking up arms
Youngers out to do harm
Like it's Afghanistan
Switching up garms
Kicking up drama
Gotta handle these qualms
Chip at the top of their arm
Someone ring the alarm
Ringing shots on the calm
Nothing left in their eyes
Lost the love and the charm
Ain't no Quran
And they're mentally scarred
They ain't wishing on stars
They ain't reading no psalms
Or prayin for peeps, they're playing for keeps
Futures bleak
They keep the heat in their palms
Compete and beef for postcodes and streets they don't even own yards
Best believe they go hard
So bredders got locked up
Cos there ain't no pot luck
The developers rocked up
Setting up shop got the whole place locked and it all went and it all got copped and the hood got chopped and the natives cropped and the ends got boxed up, then the price got knocked up
Foreign investment raising the stock up
So the rent got propped up
And it kept getting topped up
So the heart got ripped out and rinsed out
Some got shipped out, got kicked out
Few of them stayed but the rest just dipped out
Took the quick route
Power, money and big clout is what it's about

Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
There's more to life than you know
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the yout dem grow