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Yeah, you see this one here yeah?

This one’s for anyone stuck in the same state of mind as I am

It’s not a good one… It’s a hood one

If I’ve changed, have I changed for the worst?

I come home with blood stains on my shirt

Trying to fool my mum like it’s April the first

Just to think I was raised in a church

One prays in the church, whilst trying to get my cases adjourned

As far as my mates are concerned…

I set pace for the paper we earn

But before this i was straighter than perm

Now I get more whips than slaves when they work

I’ll drive, you drive let’s take it in turns

From the cloak room, to the showroom

Who thought I would go to the pen so soon?

When I found out I was facing a bird

I was trying to do more than escape in a search

Everyday that occurred I would phone home

Just to see if the jakes had returned

I was on the run… now look what I’ve gone and done

I’m only making it worse

More time for the jakes do a search

More crime, too late to reverse

4−5 on the waist so I’m safe and alert

Like life I’ll be out when the ravens emerge

Next thing I knew, handcuffs, face on the curb

Some say it’s the cage I deserve

I used to wish I could disappear off the face of the earth

Now I wish I could make it commersh

Talk about freedom of speech? (Huh)

My nigga I’m paid to be heard!

In school I never got the grades of a nerd

In fact I was ashamed every term

But when sports day came

Gold medals is all Jay claimed, any race I was first

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change this life, set me free

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change my life, set me free

Sleep how?

When I know deep down there’s niggas in P-Town

That wanna see G found, on the ground dead

'Cos I’ve been crowned the best of the underground scene now

Still I’m around the ends

But on just one hand i can count my friends

And the rest are associates…

You know the type you won’t see when it’s beef

You’ll only see them when it’s appropriate

For example, they’ll come to the rave in the car full

See me and when they get in free

They be like «Yo there’s Dizzee Rascal»!

Niggas must think that my floors are marble

I ain’t got nothing to give prick

I still be plugging the piff quick

I’m a bad breed like I got my own cousin addicted

Rough and rugged I live this

I’m big in the scene

But to the feds I’m just another tug in the district

I’m from where manna pop the boot, cock and shoot

Prostitutes on the block in boots

And cops don’t ever need lots of proof

Just one snake son of a bitch, now you’re as hot as soup

Next step jail can’t wait for some proper food

It’s alright when you got a zoot

But when the buzz wears off…

It’s back to reality

But suicide is an act of insanity

So we stay trapped in a tragedy

Hit road and sell crack for a salary

And I’m like… all i wanna do is relax under a canopy

Mum don’t be mad at me

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change this life, set me free

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change my life, set me free

Trying to change my state of mind is a waste of time

Cos' I’m living in a place of crime

Where the youngers think they need iced out chains to shine

Olders on the ends still ain’t resigned

I’m a owner of a skeng, baby nine

Getting chauffeured in a Benz I’m a lazy guy

My CoDee’s in the pen, said he’s way behind

So when he comes out back to the way we grind

I’m in an all black jumpsuit

And because I’m an MC, I’m a role model to the young youts

But I’ma be real, I’ve done moves, and I still do

And yeah I do music but I’m still waiting for funds due

And a corner to the receipt, the cheque

But the cheque ain’t come through

I guess what they told me was untrue

Still some think I’m on top like a sunroof

I’m in the slums where some shot and some shoot

Summer comes, all winter manna slung food

Rob and steal, I’m on the grind no time for a proper meal

So i settle for junk food… and a bottle of Lilt

I do shit and I just can’t bottle the guilt

Some say life’s a game, well…

I ain’t playing for Monopoly bills

I gotta be real ain’t none of us winning the lottery

So my philosophies deal drugs from bobby to pills

That’s how i honestly feel

But I got bars like a wanna be built

Call it my last hope

This is G-H signed and concealed

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change this life, set me free

This is just a state of mind for me

Only God can change my life, set me free

(State of mind)

I’m so stuck in my ways

I’ve been like this for more than a couple of days but you know?

(Change this life)

Only God can

But I still got grams, so real

(State of mind)

I’m on these roads every day

That’s the realness of it

(Change this life)

You know what? If I only I could

G-H… yeah, Nocturnal on the beat

Anti I thank you man… It’s all in the blood line

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