Текст Big Narstie – They Don’t Know

Big Narstie:
Welcome to the pain diary
Large up X on the beat
May-May

Came out the womb and it was doom
G, man had plastic, I never had no silver spoon
Poor ting pickney, every day we made do
God bless my mum, she looked in the cupboard and saw nothing, but give thanks, managed to make food
She kept on saying though, God will get us through
There’s four people what are living in this yard but the food she’s cooking can feed two
Bro’s in jail and dad ain’t about, no more Cartoon Network, let’s get loot
I weren’t satisfied with scraping by, I weren’t satisfied with making do
Everything’s dysfunctional, turned me to a raging bull
Big man stress, I couldn’t concentrate in school
Shot a Q to Patrick, pick up Paige from school
I ain’t happy, plus my mind is breaking too
Looking in the windows of Frank Johnson’s thinking how I’m gonna get them 95’s in grey and blue
Road money put food in the fridge and road money gave me clothes to go to school
I ain’t accepting where my life is at, tired of being a have-not
Going inside a shop, knowing I couldn’t buy that
So I’m on the beat, drums, including the highhats
Red brick, Clapham, North nigga, I’m tryna find cats
Money’s where my mind’s at
Gunpowder life got me sidetracked
Drifting from my fam ’cause I wanted to be the man
Didn’t give a damn, pain, now it’s my bad
Ten racks on the bed, it’s nuts, I nearly climaxed
Life’s like a movie, and I’m watching it in IMAX

Xaviour:
They don’t really know my pain
They don’t really know this road, this life, these scars
Can I make it out the game? No chance
They don’t really know my life
They don’t really know my grandmas, my flow
Can I make it out the game? I don’t know, yeah

Big Narstie:
Look who’s running it now
Look who’s shutting it down
Came from the bottom of the bottom
Like crabs in a bucket, my nigga I made it out
There’s no stopping him
Shut down Bristol, Nottingham
BDL, every city, every town
Let’s have it you fucking cunts (Base Defence League)
Base Defence niggas going down
I went from a bills to a thou’
My shadow’s the size of a giant, my feet will shake the ground
I took every penny even though I knew it was worth a pound
BDL now going to America, call me Mr. McDowell
Look who’s running it now (Base)

Xaviour:
If you could walk a mile in my shoes
Tell me what the fuck would you do?
‘Cause life is like a game we’ve gotta lose
Sometimes, I just wanna live my life
Take it how you want it, ?
I know that I’m gonna be fine
Yeah, yeah, yeah

They don’t really know my pain
They don’t really know this road, this life, these scars
Can I make it out the game? No chance
They don’t really know my life
They don’t really know my grandmas, my flow
Can I make it out the game? I don’t know, yeah