(Talking)
Am i live on the air?Yeah
i wanna send a shout out to all the man locked down in brickie
All them pentonvill massive all the girls down in hollway
A shout out to Little Raver,little beanie,spiderman
And all them men who are locked down
(Phone hangs up)

Verse 1
Things are well on top mans just back on the spot
Everybodys run dry and my pockets are brock
Are have to link some old school heads to pick up stock
Now im live 0 setting up shop back at the old place
you know up at the block cuz that place never got hot
So we wont have to worry bout no dogey cops
just the little Vasos who love to smoke rocks
cuzs know adays there only glocks poppin shots
for the price your life could be the cost
its code like the frost and im forever in a struggle to survive
so dont tell me all is lost till im not alive

Chrous
Im straight out of jail and i aint saying i aint going back
I aint saying what i do i aint getting catched
Im saying everytime i jam soilders bubbleing in there cells
All over the mack,so just kick thoughts door if ur real outlaws
And you know im going for mine and your going for yours
cuz weve all in this together aiming for the same doors
Weather weve live on the street or behind the jail doors

Verse 2
Ive only been out a couple of weeks
Im trying to get myself back up on my feet
But shits looking ruff out of the streets
The same flats with the same old cats
who hate me for the jacket i got on my back
im hustleing for the paper to make the dope stack
there trying to take mine so they can all smoke crack
but dont think that till you see them runnin up in your place
aiming a stainless steel 32. at your face
poppin shots in burns thought your body like rock
the hustle never stops it means once the shots pop
thats when the block becomes hot

Chrous
Im straight out of jail and i aint saying i aint going back
I aint saying what i do i aint getting catched
Im saying everytime i jam soilders bubbleing in there cells
All over the mack,so just kick thoughts door if ur real outlaws
And you know im going for mine and your going for yours
cuz weve all in this together aiming for the same doors
Weather weve live on the street or behind the jail doors

Verse 3
Im trying to go for better this time around
im trying to get my mind around the hustle
that wont leave me lockdown,most crime is on top now
so im gonna think if i really wanna open up shop now
So many things we gotta be aware of
And ive got alittle son i wanna take care of
I wanna dress him nice get the finer things in life
And im gonna have to think twice about making a sacrefice
to provide the fools paradice without having a risk to take
and my liberty at stake there must be another way to get the food on the plate,
get us up out of this council estate n put it all behind us
finsbury park where your find us front liners becoming old timer
kids are runnin round with guns and i aint fearing em
talking about a deal and i aint hearing em
and the 5 0 are clocking and im trying to stay clear of em

Chrous
Im straight out of jail and i aint saying i aint going back
I aint saying what i do i aint getting catched
Im saying everytime i jam soilders bubbleing in there cells
All over the mack,so just kick thoughts door if ur real outlaws
And you know im going for mine and your going for yours
cuz weve all in this together aiming for the same doors
Weather weve live on the street or behind the jail doors