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Ghetts

Justin Clarke (born 9 October 1984), better known by his stage name Ghetts (formerly Ghetto) is an English Grime rapper from Plaistow, East London with Caribbean roots from Jamaica and Grenada. His music has been played on national radio stations such as BBC Radio 1, Kiss 100, BBC Asian Network and BBC Radio 1Xtra. Currently, Ghetts is signed to independent record label Disrupt, and released his debut studio album, Rebel with a Cause, on 9 March 2014. Known for his hard hitting lyrics and intricate rhyme schemes, he is associated and has toured internationally with such acts as Kano and was a member of NASTY Crew. more »

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Yeah, Lewi White

I'm off when I re-collide breaking wide
Let me break it down
I ain't taking a break tonight
I still gotta weigh the brown
In a police chase
I ain't gonna break for the lights
I'm going all out full speed, I'll cool down
When we're all free
I'm with Unique, mixing, in a ride
It can never be our fate to collide
Jakes are way behind
Not even a plate to recite
Can't wait till I arrive
To a place that's safe when I write
It's just a minor setback
I'm on my grind, respect that
Life's full of regrets
But I promise you this when
I'm pulling this TEC it's bullets in heads

I'm on some get-money-quick shit
Nothing but ski masks, when we pass
You get duppied quick
If you ain't got a g pass
Your head must be hit g-H-E T T-O

Time wait's for no man the clock's ticking
I'm on the block, pitching rock ceiling
Straight from a hot kitchen
Listen, I'm driven by every shilling
My life's thrilling nice cars and nice women
I write bars when I'm chilling
And I'll spit when I'm given the riddim
I've got niggas who are living in the prison
And God willing, I'll see 'em again
For now, I'm swinging the pen
When I buss, there ain't gonna be an attempt
It's more like me in a Benz or me in a BM
Leave in your wife's house at 3PM
I'll burst your momma like TNs
I'm worth more than 3 M's

I'm on some get-money-quick shit
Nothing but ski masks, when we pass
You get duppied quick
If you ain't got a g pass
Your head must be hit g-H-E T T-O
G-H-E T T-O g-H-E T T-O

Uh huh, you know, okay
When the moons come out the goons come out
We like when it's dark
Nowadays, you won't see the fight in the park
Me, I might see a knife in the heart
Of a close friend
That's what it's like in the dance
And it won't end
I still got beef on my own ends
My man know when I roll up a like a loader
I guarantee no one would touch a phone
Nobody would ring an alarm
I got the ting on my palm
You want beef? Man bringing the bomb
And I won't be swinging my arm
Right about now i'm thinking about
Some are willing to blast
I ain't leave with no witness
Nobody's singing to narcs
I'm in so deep, I'm swimming sharks

I'm on some get-money-quick shit
Nothing but ski masks, when we pass
You get duppied quick
If you ain't got a g pass
Your head must be hit g-H-E T T-O

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