Loyal To The Rap Game

The Entourage Mikey Joe made this Everybody says the way, is to be right not left, but it seems a lot of people are getting chef't It was all a dream when I was youngster I was carefree when me and my dreams with nothing to leave, but at least something to speak out Remember when me and the boys was always riding out I couldn't shadow the doubt, the half amount of times we nearly got done in for half an ounce Remember them days when we dinger and grafted about, yeah rapping about my lifestyle and my past now so let's take it deeper I'm not a keeper. Unless it comes to the grafting bills and scores Who could have thought I came from the northeast of England G's and keys to the whips, when I'm on the front line of serving a six, takes me back them days visiting folk in HMP Durham Nick, YO Shout out all the grafters and the brothers in HMP, now feds trying to bang me up for a section 18 All the boys showing up in a bit of Burberry, and I'm a Gucci killer, totally not a, machete wielder wrapping up Big straps, unloading low and big straps loyal to the game, I'm untouchable to the heavy rain I don't care what they say about me, they're all a bunch of fakes, barely hard food on plates Was like a bird of prey had and go and get everything with my own two hands Other than that, every other thing is bad, I grafted a long way to get what I had This is real rap, no trap, no motherfucking cap. Some people say the North East is mad, but really some people there are a part of my clan Ah stand up for no bad shit unless it's all madness, all my life I've been considered as the worst Always been at scenes where people were getting hurt, nothing nice but blood squirts But at the end of the day, I'm loyal to the rap game, I'm loyal to the rap game Yo, I'm loyal to the rap game, other rappers might call it the trap game But you know what I like to call it, the No Face, no case game This mentality gives me a strong set off to this game, like I said I'm loyal to the rap game Masked up, Bali'd up Yo, you see how I walk and talk When you speak I don't care who the f*ck you are Haters, fakers, traitors, they're all the same Get the f*ck out my way because I'm making a name for myself in this rap game Loyal to the rap game Yo, loyal to the rap game Everyday coming home, see my mother in pieces Just a household full of demons, it's time to redeem this That's just the way I see this, feel this Ever been in a position to take the rap over the map Without no mask, no cap, no trap, no rap No motherfucking rapping, it's just music, no fashion T1, Repping up, SR2, more graft, more cash You know how the game goes Like a ghost without no face, doing a face no case That's what one of my mates said to me when I got in a bizzy (police) chase You know how the game goes, yo.