Lost Hope lyrics
by Mazza_l20
[Verse 1: KayMuni]
I seen a lifer lose hope and he called it a day bro
This the kinda sh*t you don't hear on the radio
My next door got twenty-five, he ain't even twenty-four
His co-D snitched on him, still got twenty-four
When you catching cases, you can't think bout yourself bro
They asked me would I give up Danes, bro I said "Hell no"
They're talking thirty years and he gave up his main guys
He was on the stand, moving like he got stage fright
They think that I'm famous, I ain't even got canteen
Went jail so many times, my sis can't stand me
It's mad how in a dark placе my future's looking bright
The truth, me and Lz on thе fours just cooking spice
In this little place, I'm just a name and a number
Sitting down the block, I gotta wait for the governor
I just landed in reception, they said "Oh it's you again"
Jail meant to fix people up, bro it ruins them
My bro got life in jail, he ain't got a kid
Cah when the judge gave him life, he was just a kid
I'm chosen, they're saying I'm the voice for the voiceless
When you grow in the struggle, you don't really have choices
Let me keep it real bro, this sh*t ain't easy
I'm on basic right now, I still got a TV
And where I'm from, not everyone makes it
My next door killed himself cah he couldn't take it
[Verse 2: Mazza L20]
I seen a lifer lose hope and then he lost himself
Suicidal thoughts in his head when they locked his cell
Co-D snitching, f*ck that, I woulda shot myself
Jail pain, war stories, I got a lot to tell
But this the type of sh*t that make you top yourself
Sitting in the block with no crop, I coulda lost myself
But free Kash, he did a dash and got a thirty wreck
Gangsters on the net but in the flesh they're a nervous wreck
Ask him where he's from, he's not a Scouser, he's from Birkenhead
You've never done a booting broad day and had to burn a ped
Nicked with three straps, third strike, that's the third attempt
That they've tried to life me off, I'll write to Ste, I'll write to Flock
Seen too much sh*t so I can never get writer's block
They shipped me out for stabbings from Deerbolt to Aylesbury block
And he caught a body, got sectioned cause he lost the plot
They're fascinated with this lifestyle, mesmerised
K never done it but got life, joint enterprise
Cunning kid snitched, went to court then he testified
I got it cracking with the savages on exercise
Pokes asked me for the flicky then I patterned him it
He got a twelve EDS for the stabbing with it
I'm still in the trenches bro, they think that I'm a rapper
From the age of fifteen, gun nominal and MAPA