Ghetts - Brothers In Arms lyrics

Brothers in arms at any time i can be seen
With blood on my garms
Let the beat breathe for a minute man
Lewi White yo, look

There's so many shootouts
Who don't wanna move house
But which areas peaceful?
Not many I know in the borough
I wanna go to another place
But my mind, body and soul's in the gutter
My life's like holes in a hummer
All eyes on me
And i still get public transport
Alone with a cutter
I ain't promoting black on black crime
But it's true my foes are of colour
I get cream 'cos i put the coke in the butter
Being devoted and suffer
They wanna see me scrimpin' and scrapin'
Or in Burger King with an apron
I've been snaked by my own kind
So now I've gotta live with the asians

Stuck in the slums
Brothers in arms bussin' the guns
Mothers alarmed hugging their sons
And that's why I pray
Days are getting shorter
My wage is getting smaller
I'ma take it to the border

Fiends waiting on the corner
Feds circling the block
This place is like a sauna
It's certainly hot (And thats why I blaze)
The stress is way too much
I ain't saying that it's best you take a drug
But me? I smoke 'til my heads green
'Til I see the world in double
Vision like it's split screen
The youngers told me times have
Changed since i was 16
They think of big dreams
Don't blow your brains
Through your windscreen for status alone
Papers a bonus, imma aim at the vultures
So much weight on my shoulders
Who you tryna take for a donut
With a 2-2 you ain't a grown up
I've seen so many bets rolled up
In a war and I go nuts
Lick somebody's head with a golf club
Somebody's dead when the chrome busts

What would Martin say?
What would Malcolm think?
How can we last this way?
We'll soon be found extinct

I am happy to join with you today
In what will go down in
History as the greatest
Demonstration for freedom
In the history of our nation

We rollin' around in tints
Won't see me going out with a link
When it's a one off we going out in a sprint
My own people pray for my downfall
I'm taking a mound full of bullshit!
And you know what?
I'll feel like taking them out
With a full clip but some niggas are all lip
But some niggas are not so
Even the killers are cautious
We all out for the figures
The spinners and Porsches
No point sticking up paupers
I'm picking orders
Break down a brick into quarters
I got a list full of ballers
That show off like hit performers
My stick's enormous

What would Martin say?
What would Malcolm think?
How can we last this way?
We'll soon be found extinct

Stuck in the slums
Brothers in arms bussin' the guns
Mothers alarmed hugging their sons
And that's why I pray
Days are getting shorter
My wage is getting smaller
I'ma take it to the border