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Ooooh
yeah
Aight,
look
What's
the
meaning
of
life?
Get
rich
or
die
trying,
or
live
medi'
And
die
Naturally,
gradually,
atrophy
Actually,
back
where
we
live
Had
to
dream,
getting
outta
there
Gotta
do
a
mazzalean
Might
even
have
to
Bohemian
Rhapsody
it,
everybody
wanna
check
You
and
grab
your
queen
Get
your
ches'
bored
casually,
done
Dirty
and
splash
wid
bleach,
get
lead
In
your
head,
escaping
unleaded
Gargantuan
feat,
North
West
is
Gasolined,
for
a
Patek
Phillippe
Man'll
jump
on
you
like
a
trampoline
Gotta
bounce,
man
are
starving
and
Have
to
eat,
got
food
in
your
yard
And
slip
it
might
be
bon
appétit
Any
day
of
the
week
of
the
year
Could
turn
into
Halloween,
that's
Bruddas
at
your
door
wearing
Masks
and
a
bag
of
sweets,
and
Man
'av
got
rockets
in
their
pockets
Not
handkerchiefs
and
end
up
in
The
newspapers
but
rarely
the
Magazines
to
capture
these,
tales
Need
more
than
Bayeux
Tapestries
These
brudda's
rap
the
streets
but
Their
POV
fantasies,
I
got
allergies
to
Them
Ali
G's,
wearing
ballys
chatting
Greaze,
air
to
my
ears,
cah
their
Chatting
breeze,
used
to
buy
kebabs
Down
at
Ali
B's
then
stopped
cos
Of
manor
beefs
cos
Dan
going
KFC
Sadly
ended
in
tragedy,
that's
why
I
go
Comptoir
and
grab
a
tagine,
a
Barbeque
ribs,
a
shrimp
and
a
mac
&
Cheese
or
stay
home
season
up
food
And
cook
just
a
gyal
and
me
or
go
To
my
aunts
grab
a
soup
a
yam
and
Dasheen,
brudda's
like
to
say
it's
all
Love
that's
a
fallacy,
they'll
kill
where
You're
loved
in
reality,
guaranteed
Contempt
bred
from
familiarity
When
you're
a
Black
man
like
Mallory
That's
normality,
that's
why
I
keep
Myself
to
myself,
I'm
in
my
shell
like
a
Langoustine
or
a
lobster,
that's
20
years
before
the
films
I
was
doing
Winning
Oscars,
I
didn't
need
the
Movies
to
be
surrounded
by
them
Monsters,
I
didn't
need
Guy
Ritchie
To
be
surrounded
by
them
mobsters
From
NW
the
same
as
any
other
yout'
But
conscious,
knowing
I
was
lucky
Is
weighing
heavy
on
my
conscience
'cos
where
I'm
from
there's
many
Dan
Kaluuyas
many
Tosins,
Damsons
In
distress
just
looking
for
other
Options,
could
be
a
John
Boyega
or
a
Damilola,
even
if
you're
not
involved
The
zones
involves
ya,
and
it
never
Stops
when
you're
older,
think
it's
Over?
(Gunshots)
Let
me
down
easy,
give
me
time,
to
Get
over
you
baby
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