The Streets, Joey G-Zus - At the Back of the Line lyrics

Look, I don't watch what they do, i make
Moves with no time to take two
No crazy radio
Won't play you and no recognition
Means they don't pay
You, so i suppose i gotta make room
Create my own name
And get played soon, stay true, and
If I don't break through
Ill still be on the
Beats like mikes own label, yeah iv been
Around for time, iv put work in
Nobody can doubt my grindings worth it
Am about to shine
Cos my lifes getting high im certain cos
Im down to fight for whats mine
Like pray like a thousand times, i sat to the
Fact im nice is the amount of run
And still a pound of rhymes
Allow the hype from my finger trap
When you hear this what you bet ill do it
Til my lungs collapse
And my body will understand
Im done hustling for crumbs and scraps
Mine brought up in the back
Like hands in the air
Like a thunderclap before i start lifting man
Off their feet like a jumping jack
And thats that til the funds are
Stacked till im sat chilling
Back in a comfy flat somewhere
My son can just relax
I won't stop til liv got enough for that
This is my takeover, give me n inch
I might take over
Go ask tinchy stryder for half of the
Names and the game stay over

They got me standing at the back of the line
Waiting for my moment
To shine, trying to stop me from
Breaking thru, but im making moves
Don't ask me why

Your on your way in im on my way out
Ill do a run over the gate and shout
This is the very end of me rapping i
Spent the last ten milly
Very happy, but im too old
Now to be truthful, i peaked in 2002
So i guess i can still speak truth
Theres no room for my rueful horseshit, im
Forcing myself to quit, my advice
To you is do, et brown rice and try and be
Tru, off the line all the lifes a mice
Play not the short game sit
It for long and like
Sinatra said to bennet just never
Sing a shitty song