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Graftin’

So, what you thinkin' about London City, aye?

(East London, ghetto, West London, ghetto)

What you think you know?

(North London, ghetto, South London, ghetto)

Big Ben tells the time

(Stand up, stand up, yeah)Above the London roads the holy ground, grind

Young hustlers, we graft all the time non-stop, UK war

Maybe I'll find you there for myself

(You hear me)

You know what I'm sayin'?Yo, as I hustle in the city for a paper stack

Lord knows, I got the devil on my back

It's a cold world, l gotta stay on track

Dog eat dog, others gain if you lackIn the LDN where I learnt to attract

Clacka, I can show you where it's at

First things first, get a block and a flat

Next up, get a black hoodie in a hatLivin' in the Big Brother's cameras view

Keep an eye out for the boys in blue

Straight five years gettin' caught, that's you

Sittin' in the cell still wondering whoCouldn't keep quiet, now you on a diet

Mash potato, cauliflower and stew

Pissed off with not a lot to do

And the word on the street don't ever seem newAnd none of it will ever seem true

Endless hype, who do you believe?

Will it relieve the loneliness at night?

Remain deceived if youre convinced it mightYou know for well, what the streets are like

Few more Mercs, couple more Rangers

Other than that not a lot else changesSky looks grey in London City

We stay graftin' 'cause were gritty

Hustle, hustle constantly

Hustle, hustle constantlySky looks grey in London City

We stay graftin' 'cause were gritty

Hustle, hustle constantly

Hustle, hustle constantlyI used to roll money up against the wall

Never did wanna play hopscotch

Now I'm pennyhole parkin', laughin'

'Cause I'm back in the white man's clutchesAnd I've been doin' this since Tamagotch

I G.I Joe any boy in my face

Invadin' my space or cling on the stuff

Bring it on star, watchBy the end of the hours of the clock

I'll end your days, you'll think I'm crazed

When I'll give you the midnight rock

End of sentence, full stopNow, what you gonna say about that?

I'll put all your plans in a knot

Make you put all your mind's on the spot

I'm probably everything that youre notI'm totally mad, youve lost the plot

To even consider gettin' me caught

Carried off to a hospital, block and shock

On the table ready to operate, never meI dictate and delegate who's heavyweight

I'm king of the ring

Make moves in any state

LDN, we do our thingSky looks grey in London City

We stay graftin' 'cause were gritty

Hustle, hustle constantly

Hustle, hustle constantlySky looks grey in London City

We stay graftin' 'cause were gritty

Hustle, hustle constantly

Hustle, hustle constantlyDamn right, yeah, you're damn right

Young hustlers, London City, stand up

LDN, they know us in the world

You know our time is

I swear [Incomprehensible] all teacupsTo enter the four bucks, is Buckingham Palace

I'ma show you how gritty it is out here

You gonna know, you gonna understand

It's Dizzee Rascal solo, yo, I'm here, what?

Ghetto UK style up[Incomprehensible] Dizzy Ras, Gizza Bell sayin'

I'ma back, swear to you

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