Cranes

Yeah, look, I am the Rocks
I fill the big boy shoes and tops
Don’t feel pressure, cut out the leisure
Grind don’t stop, work haffi run
Big weed pack make man lean back
No Fat Joe, just big puns
Shit get lit when the Tank get lit
My English lit make maths and sums
Maths and sums, maths and sums
English lit make maths and sums
Shit get lit when the Tank get lit
My English lit make maths and sums
Life’s no fun when you got no funds
So we grind hard for the bread and crumbs
Yeah, big incomes, in it comes
Sent first class from the bits and slums (send that)
Ain’t you heard man’s big in the game out here?
Big in the game out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Dem man dere didn’t train out here
Missed the train out here
Turned up late to the game, and still complain
That they don’t get played out here
When I first came in the game
Thought «I'mma make a change out here»
Then I thought «fuck that
I’ll make some change out here»
Cause nuttin' ain’t changed
Still got us in chains out here
No one wanna pick man up
Need more cranes out here
Came in the game poor like Balboa
More time gotta duck
Life tried hit me with the Drago punch
But you can’t Apollo my creed
Snakes in the grasses, snakes in the trees
Flakes in the ice cream trucks and streets
Man act like they don’t know you from Adam
So we grind hard all eve
Yeah, man came out the dirty
Still got a clean sheet
No matter what cards I’m dealt
Always got a trick up my sleeve
Even when I trip up, land on my feet
I’ll make a fan out of an empty seat
I’m an MVP, turn an empty beat
To an MP3, then (send that)
Ain’t you heard man’s big in the game out here?
Big in the game out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Dem man dere didn’t train out here
Missed the train out here
Turned up late to the game, and still complain
That they don’t get played out here
When I first came in the game
Thought «I'mma make a change out here»
Then I thought «fuck that
I’ll make some change out here»
Cause nuttin' ain’t changed
Still got us in chains out here
No one wanna pick man up
Need more cranes out here
Yo, I’ve been doing this too long, had a crew back when garage was new
Before grime blew and everyone moved on
I’m too strong, I’ll last long like Duracell
Who the hell thought that you would sell?
I’m doing well, got a couple tunes on radio
Daytimes ones don’t play, though
Get a move on cause times have moved on
Why you sitting there with your blue suede shoes?
I’m Caesar, seizure when I get there
King of the set here, heir to the throne
I’m known as the best wherever I roam
I’m higher, I want an empire like Rome
You might see Tyler or Tyrone
Just rocking that Paper attire, can’t ever tire
Till the day I retire
I’m cooking up brand new fire (send that)
Ain’t you heard man’s big in the game out here?
Big in the game out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Man giving 'em flames out here
Dem man dere didn’t train out here
Missed the train out here
Turned up late to the game, and still complain
That they don’t get played out here
When I first came in the game
Thought «I'mma make a change out here»
Then I thought «fuck that
I’ll make some change out here»
Cause nuttin' ain’t changed
Still got us in chains out here
No one wanna pick man up
Need more cranes out here
Get me?
Struggle squadron