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CGE thats home

They say home is where the heart is

Tell me why most of siblings are locked or in a casket

Im from where you’re only broke

If you stay sitting on your asses

Hearin mayday is a snitch

And fam i wouldn’t put it past him

Half-hearts wouldn’t last 24's in plaist

I dont care about no shows

Just pump my shit from ur car

Cos ive shed nuff tears got nuff scars

Came from doctoring the date on a buspass

To foreign joints

Heard some youts been talkin shit about scoring points

This years looking like a whitewash

Crash it at ur car till its a write off

I said this years looking like a whitewash

Thats 2 up n 2 down like dutch' chain

Niggas gettin tannned n they dont sunbathe

This 1's for my hombres

Dussin from the mumbai

Alot of shit I can’t say

Now Im sounding like that fat prick

Lemme switch it back quick

Still cut down ur crop with pegs

Talkin big fuck off trees forget arms they got legs

Tough eggs on steds

N am hearing they got arms but for sure they got legs

This is north side of Newham no stress

We produce savages nothing more nothing less

Armed response of a text

Thats anywhere anytime

They wana blackball the ting its okay

We dont mind thats just normal life. casj

Free Snizzy why they shaky dem

Get round on a KTM

Too busy chopping trees

To cut the grass n see the snake in dem

But still i keep away from dem

Real violence on mazza

Shouts Big E, P Skitts, A3 n Blacka

They held it down when it mattered

Block could’ve got flattened

Like that could realy happen

Team strong like Zlatan

Match those curbs too, tell em free that boy too

When you’ve seen your boy dead

You dont forget that

Members in the car when you stepped

You dont forget that

When you was on a low and they slept

You dont forget that

Do him on his nose he’ll go home

He won’t forget that

When you’ve seen your boy dead

You dont forget that

Members in the car when you stepped

You dont forget that

When you was on a low and they slept

You dont forget that

Do him on his nose he’ll go home

He won’t forget that (regret that)

I ain’t sittin on the fence

Niggas know how I fly

Fuck an eye for an eye

Its a head for a leg

The ground moves where i step

Newham borough living

Driveby’s, shootouts, cats robbing all the women

But still you ain’t living how we’re living

Fast lane dolce auto b we are driven

I can feel it in the air

Its like everyday is calling

Know about them late nights n early starts in the morning

But I’ve been having dreams n nightmares that I’m falling

Waking up to cold sweats and flashbacks without warning

I’m a Newham Gen, hence the hospital i was born in

I ain’t worried bout no threat

I bill 1 up and then I pour it (I just bill it up)

I’m from the side of the hill where it goes down

These likkle youts won’t take shit off no man

Go bang, go slang, go jail n get dead

He got sucked everybody knows

But nothing gets said

Move out whilst you can that’ll be ur best bet

Cos you won’t be banging when ur resting

6 feet, shits peak, watch who your friends be

Cos on a sly he might envy and turn snake

N show em where ur foods at

Now some jack boys they’re enroute to remove that

Its true fact

If you grew up in my borough you know what snakey is

The roads are cold they make you shiver like that snakey kid