Lyrics Council State of Mind - Berna
Got
it
in
cash
I
don't
see
no
tax
Bros
got
work
for
the
fiends
and
cats
I
remember
that
day
when
he
got
grabbed
Send
couple
man
to
go
clean
that
gaff
Feds
on
the
block
watch
the
pigs
do
laps
Praying
that
they
don't
find
that
stash
Bando
looking
boxing
rings
Like
have
you
ever
seen
a
needle
jab
10
missed
calls
are
you
taking
the
piss
Runner
can't
ask
why
he
got
sacked
Just
hit
6 from
a
log
in
the
am
Bags
in
my
eyes
until
I
saw
bags
That's
racks
on
racks
on
racks
MMLC
ball
like
match
attax
Would've
thought
6 was
from
Yorkshire
With
the
way
he's
always
in
halifax
Coming
from
broken
homes
that's
facts
Struggling
to
pay
this
council
tax
So
my
guys
chill
in
council
flats
That's
a
hand
to
hand
with
the
council
cat
Na
none
of
my
dargs
are
chefs
Why
they
always
near
pots
and
pans
Bro
move
food
cuz
he
tryna
be
a
top
boy
Zs
in
the
T
like
Jamie's
gang
Trap
mash
this
ain't
no
skank
Reach
for
my
pouch
what
u
skanking
for
Tell
bro
bro
the
beefs
tings
dead
Score
them
goals
or
count
them
scores
How
can
I
be
brass
when
mumzy
needs
this
cash
And
how
can
I
rate
that
one
If
I
know
the
whole
gang
smashed
Smashed
it
Paper
wrapped
with
elastic
Cash
flip,
slap
that
under
that
mattress
Madness
Hope
that
mumsy
didn't
catch
this
Ugh
badness
From
young
we've
been
around
badness
And
I
lost
my
bro,
it
brought
sadness
I
put
faith
in
God
and
he
planned
it
It's
Berna
local
hood
cashers
Still
got
the
bands
in
my
mattress
Bros
brick
phone
still
throw
tantrums
Diamonds
got
flash
like
cameras
Stepped
in
all
black
like
panthers
Madness
if
the
mandem
try
spazz
it
Violate
get
irate,
make
him
dilate
My
date
got
thick
thighs
and
a
nice
face
And
the
gang
do
crimes
cause
crime
pay
Can't
wait
for
the
day
we
don't
have
to
But
if
one
don't
die
its
a
nice
day
So
I
always
gotta
watch
how
I
move
East
London,
nah
this
ain't
Compton
Still
see
blood
on
the
streets
like
Piru
And
a
friend
of
an
opp
is
an
opp
If
you
see
him
spin
that
whip
like
typhoons
Man
better
spin
that
shit
How
many
times
did
we
hit
them
licks?
How
many
guys
got
jinnled
and
jerked?
How
many
girls
got
dicked
and
ditched?
Bro
comes
stiff
in
the
dance
cause
he
Only
knows
two
gestures,
thats
mix
and
whip
Mixrace
ting
in
the
yard
when
she
Sees
this
whip,
all
I
see
is
bum
and
tits
Like
shawty
gonna
take
off
clothes
Crazy
bros,
no
jacket
but
he
stays
with
snow
Fucking
up
checks
all
day
just
watching
this
paper
grow
Bathing
apes
and
gold,
you
ain't
gotta
tell
me
I'm
fly
I
know
Smoking
kills
and
I
know
guys
out
here
still
tryna
give
man
smoke
Woah,
broke
but
the
boy
evolved
Now
I
got
gyallie
tryna
share
their
Throats,
I
ain't
gunna
take
that
home
And
they
sound
like
man
so
how
can
I
rate
these
clones?
Still
scream
rest
up
bro
Put
it
on
mums
I'm
gonna
make
this
dough
RIP
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