Fire In The Booth Part 3 – Ghetts

All my cars above par
All my bikes are Yamaha
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
There’s even a go-kart in my garage
Life was hard but now every year
Man got money and move every year
Sometimes I don’t know if I’m from Plaistow, Iraq or Siberia
(Hadouken)
How can a yard man order Chinese but he won’t eat food from Nigeria?
(Perfect)
Vulture love using the word culture but don’t know my career
Babe, I just wan be friends, don’t cry over my criteria
I just told Ten put this beat in Logic and loop that fam
No metaphors or double entendres, but-but the truth just bangs
From the day you heard of me it’s been nothing but murkery
I-I didn’t plan it the way another human has
Mic, man shell up, lifespan forever
Straight from the BMX Diamondback era
Kill a MC with presence alone
Merry Christmas, I can rap better
Sarsaparilla, apple Capella
I got the juice right now and whenever
The boy’s blessed in ways you can’t measure
The ruler’s back, don’t ever

They ain’t used to this shit
It’s way too futuristic
The Lorian who persisted
The Mandalorian’s moving mystic
I slammed the door then reviewed the witness
Crime rate, new statistics
Knife game, too ballistic
Open the boy’s chest like being in a sauna with eucalyptus

(Breathe my nigga
I said breathe my nigga)
I’ve been living my life like I know the date that I’m gonna die, yeah
(I’ve already seen my killer)
Put him in a spliff, indeed I bill up
Hat low like me Brys’ Tiller
Rambo see thy liver
I’m a Greengate east side nigga
Son of a gun, please don’t be my trigger
Mm
I live my life to the fullest, that’s why I don’t run out of subjects
I do big-boy deals with the brands, my nigga, and man are still sweet with the ruffnecks
Told my man I got a ten year plan, that’s inevitable success
I don’t care what time of the day it is as long as my son’s set
What enemies? I ain’t got one left

Let these people know this my Dubai Desert Eagle flow
Old-school ghetto, front teeth will go
Got the first one right so the sequel sown
Long time when I said invest in Ghetts
But the mandem are cool with illegal though
And now times have changed and I’m out of sight, Don Cheadle flow

What, you never saw that coming?
There’s money but I ain’t been the doorman running
15K one verse, that’s nothing
If-if I keep it 100, it should be 100
The zone I’m in, there’s no comfort
And I’m just warming
You see, when you answer your calling the other calls just seem like unknown numbers
Mm, please do not address me, you ain’t welcome on this door mat
Man have got real shooters on stand-by, I saved your life and I told them ignore that
House, car and phone insurance but your life’s at risk and you haven’t insured that
I double up, I take out two and bring four back

Them boy came in the game all nervous
Weren’t sure about their verses
When I was first heard on the airwaves
Nothing but turbulence (Hadouken)
I told man practice what you preach
‘Cause I live my sermons
Boy, don’t talk ’bout dirt
You ain’t done it or been that person

CV check
Your documents on a PDF
You’re not a man that we respect
I’m really outside, man’s 3D Ghetts
See me here, man see me there
I can’t argue online with the neeky bruh (Finish him)
How ’bout G be scared? You wish like C you had a genie spare

When I was 16 I had big dreams
Mum said don’t follow no crowd
If I’m calling someone I ring lead
Man are talking that pull up and crash and no one’s gone through the windscreen?
How, Sway? I’m intrigued
If I pull up and crash I’m Wiley, I’m making a big scene
Outside but we was in deep, where I’m from we’ve got our own Big Meech
School north but I lived east, summertime white vest like Vin Dies’
You gotta be thick-skinned when you ain’t a person who fits in
The in crowd wanna make you the victim
But the thing is, they’re insecure themselves
Ain’t thinking for themselves
So many clones, I’ve seen kings ignore themselves
Why you wanna be somebody else?
He just wan be someone he’s not
Just wan be somebody’s girl

Oh my days
Just realised
Some people are playing a role and other people have got a role to play
You probably think, “What’s the difference? It’s all roles, both are fake”
Haha, alright

Okay mate, well hi, my name’s Ghetts, I’m a father of two
I watch extreme sports and I Roller Skate
Summer 2-17 I crashed Ramsey’s bike and fucked up my knees and my shoulder blade
My dad said I’m a madman, quad, no helmet, 115 on a motorway
What? Me? Selfish, never, but all I do is overtake (Perfect)
I could do with putting that in my bio
Spent most of my teenage years in YO
Went school with Leona Louis and Aio
I deal with death like a Lannister
I can not think of a man that I owe
And if we’re talking payback
That’s payback as a vio’ (Hadouken)

I’m back in the place, chiropractor
Drill, rap, grime, don’t matter, mind over matter
Madman from the badlands, eyes go blacker
Read your face like a book, final chapter
Kai said I’m in a different realm
And Ten, if we’re talking beats then this right here is a different belt
Still, I’m so down to earth I should have dirt in my fingernails
My man’s saying his name within but that name there don’t ring a bell
We didn’t know that you was from here like Idris when he played Stringer Bell
Whenever they ask me how I’m doing, I just reply, “Fam, things are well”
Rum and a coke or gimme the Hennessy mixed with a bit of the ginger ale
Whenever I’m drunk, I get on my phone and end up trying to ring Chanel
She said, “Pick me up, I’m with tings as well
I got pixie dust from Tinker Bell”
Album man, I do not do single well
Heaven on earth, translation, flippin’ hell
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