More Wanksta Than Gangsta

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Mama Chill

Watford UK Born N Bred. Around for the birth of Rap/HipHop, Love Ol Skool and New Skool & mixing it up with other genres. I'm just a Socially Awkward RetroHead, Spiritual Hippie with #MyalgicEncephalomylitis (M.E). If They Raise The Bar Too High? Limbo Dance Under it.

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2011

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Walking with a swagger, hand on ya dagger 
45 in a holster, strapped across ya shoulder 
Mummies little soldier, aint that what she told ya 
Maybe if she scold ya, you’d of grown a better man 
Instead of thinking life revolves around you 
And you’re the master plan 
Can I just say I’m only spitting what I know 
I was tooled up and angry along time ago 
Though I did have a conscience in theory the line 
I wouldn’t of taken no others life, they wouldn’t  of taken mine 
It was about no control, being made to feel small 
Broken home, broken life, they even broke me in school 
F*ckem alls what I thought, gonna show’em that I’m someone 
Me against the whole wide world gonna givem some 
But up come the conscience in theory the line 
I wouldn’t of taken no others life, they wouldn’t of taken mine 
It’s a very fine line but the consequences huge 
Your at war with ya self, don’t put it on another dude 
I sliced up the surface to try and drain the rage 
I was like a crazy animal pacing the cage 
But it got to the stage, something gotta change 
Coz this was no longer a game. 
---x--- 
It don’t look right, it don’t feel right 
Coz it aint right, and I know, 
It’s the wrong life, to be my life 
So when those demons call I won’t follow 
It’s time to find my beautiful soul 

Have you gotta brother? See his face on the cover 
Headlines reading, they couldn’t stop the bleeding 
Needing resuscitating, there were too many waiting 
Walked into the hating, just minding his own 
Someone pulled the trigger and he never got home 
Blown away for nuthin yeah, aint that the truth? 
By the wallowing pathetic excuses of youth 
Broken home, broken life, they even broke you in school 
So what, shut the F*ck up, it happens to us all, 
Still gotta have a conscience, know right from wrong 
Gotta have love if you wanna get along 
Put it down in a song; get the hate out ya blood 
Keep ya eye on the game coz it’s eating you up 
Get a hold, get a grip, take control of ya life 
Don’t lose mamas little soldier on the end of a knife 
You can bleat like a sheep and spread ya disease 
Or there’s a god if ya choose to believe. 
---x--- 
It don’t look right, it don’t feel right 
Coz it aint right and you know 
It’s the wrong life to be your life 
So when those demons call you don’t follow 
It’s time to find your beautiful soul. 
---x--- 
Put it down in a song; get the hate out ya blood 
Keep ya eye on on the game coz it’s eating you up 
Get a hold, get a grip, take control of ya life 
Don’t lose mamas little soldier on the end of a knife 
You can bleat like a sheep and spread ya disease 
Or there’s a god if you choose to believe 
There is a god if you choose to believe?
---x--- 
It don’t look right, it don’t feel right 
Coz it aint right, and you know 
It’s the wrong life, to be your life 
When those demons call you don’t follow 
It’s time to find your beautiful soul 
It’s time to find your beautiful soul 
Oh it’s time to find your beautiful soul 
---x---

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