Ghetts - Commandments lyrics

Hear me out it's Freedom of Speech
Say what the fuck I like man laughs

Uh huh i've took part in uncountable crimes
Not to look hard, I was out on my grind
But I got a good heart, how can I lie?
Look past my appearance
The hoodie and the low bats
The screw face and the woolie when it's cold
And Lewi, it's cold
Oh I'm so in tune with the seasons
And by now you fully well know
Oh I'm so improved it's appealing
Niggas wanna know what tune
I'm releasing next
Tune in The Movement is speaking
And there's no Rules or Regulations
Just tools to penetrate them
And I'll celebrate when
I've got the game locked
You'll get a straight ten
You got a waste job you can't see that then
You'd better change lens
Crack shotters weigh rocks
Coppers raid blocks
Robbers they rob, 'cos that's what they do
I gotta stay strong, It's a man made zoo
Where we are the animals, niggas are hungry
And what you've got can't
Feed half a cannibal
These niggas'll kidnap your bitch
And make your sweetheart mechanical
Tied up like a puppet on a string
We are that radical
Ski masks when the hammer's pulled
And you know the manor talk
They don't care when the man's a corpse
In fact some stand and applaud
Don't stand in my way
You won't be able to stand in a war
Paralysed when I grab a guy
Standard assault, can't stand him a bit
Can't stand him at all, stand with a clique
I'll stand with a tool a lone soldier
And if you niggas wanna boast about
A 20 to 1 brawl
Be my guest, my pride's gonna be my death
I'm an East side rep
I'll beat my tech 'til I see a guy's flesh
Still niggas don't realise yet
What we a digest
Might be your wife's breast
If she a like Ghetts
Might do a feature for a EMI cheque

Do moves if you have to, fuck it
Shoot if you have to, fuck it
Put him in the boot if you have to
For the food and the cash too, fuck it
Do moves if you have to, fuck it
Shoot if you have to, fuck it
Put him in the boot if you have to
For the food and the cash too

Wish I could live by commandments
Where I'm from man run up in apartments
We stuck, we blow, we on fire with no arson
Glocks for hire, it's no bargain
Yeah they got bodies on 'em
And niggas have got dough but they
Ain't got wallets on 'em
Fresh crep everyday, no polish on them
I remember being a young offender
Not a care in the world, never had a record
So I weren't scared of the cell
So I'm going on run - some surrender
But nobody ain't sharing the world
So I'm going on Hun
(t) and then become and emperor
I know niggas ain't hearing I've failed
Look I'm right there on the shelf
So my parents are pleased
But still I could make an appearance in Felt
So I ain't gonna lie, I'm here with the heat
So I ain't gonna die from
Some fear of some beef
I'd rather squeeze, take off half your cheek
Then take off in your car with the P's
Stay calm when I pass police
Rule 1: When the force come
If you man are like Reggie
You'll have a alibi ready
Rule 2: In the courtroom look innocent
A screwface ain't helping a bit
Please don't look militant
Rule 3 is all me: Just lie through your
Teeth and say you're a good citizen
Rule 4: If you break laws
Have a lawyer on standby
You don't want Legal Aid
Them solicitors are deceitful
Rule 5: Don't expect to bust
Case in a fortnight
Rule 6: Keep a strap and a
Full clip, be ready for bullshit
Bury them all quick
There ain't no telling me fourth
Rule 7: When you pull weapons
Never pull second rule 8: Stay on the grind
So you're never short changed
Rule 9: Never talk hot on
The line it's all swine
Rule 10: Never pull skeng in
Front of false friends
'Cos that will be where it all ends