Lyrics Strangers - Kano
It
was
KD
crew,
yeah,
Kane
and
Dean
East
Ham,
Plaistow,
with
Maxwell
Leyton
dreams
You
were
one
of
the
first
to
make
me
believe
in
my
first
16s
But
did
the
heights
I
reached
jeopardise
the
[?]
speak
But
we
go
back
since
manor
and
ride-on-the-play
scheme
District
coach,
one
Walkman,
one
ear
each
Napier
Road,
black
pitch
One-day
travel
cards
and
fat
chaps
chips
We
toured
the
country,
took
it
overseas
Took
it
from
the
streets
to
The
Streets
And
if
someone
was
in
your
ear
Just
know
my
intentions
was
clear
I
was
helping
us
all,
we
I
made
sure
we
was
all
there
It's
kind
of
hard
when
you're
the
face
of
it
Was
you
jealous
of
my
fame
a
bit?
Funny
thing
is,
I
don't
even
want
these
questions
answered
I
just
wanna
have
a
brandy
and
a
laugh
regardless
Instead
of
acting
like
we're
strangers,
yeah
Seven
years
ago
was
Shane's
little
one's
christening
AB
was
there
tryna
put
to
bed
all
the
bickering
He
made
a
phone
call
to
you
in
the
toilets
Said
"someone
wants
to
speak",
gave
me
the
phone
to
my
annoyance
I
said
"hello?",
you
must've
heard
my
voice
and
hung
up
I
just
heard
the
phone
cut
out
and
picked
my
rum
up
And
hit
the
dancefloor
to
some
Mavado,
finger
gun
up
Water
off
a
duck's
back,
but
truth
be
told,
that
hurt,
my
brother
What
dem
a
do?
What
dem
a
try?
To
make
our
friendship
fly
into
the
sky
I
said
in
"Celebrate"
that
I
ain't
even
met
your
kids
A
falling
out
has
made
us
look
a
fool
for
this
I
can't
pinpoint
where
the
problem
started
at
Who's
to
blame
or
who
should
even
claim
half
of
that
If
it's
stubborn
competition,
we
both
win
So
who
would
just
pick
up
the
phone?
Could
even
if
we
grew
apart,
we're
still
a
partnership
So
why
we
acting
like
we're
strangers?
Why
we
acting
like
we're
strangers?
Oh
boy,
we
ain't
strangers
I
wrote
those
first
two
verses
last
year,
last
year
Then
the
other
day,
was
raving
in
west
end
and
I
see
you
there
I
see
you
there,
bredrin,
I
see
you
there,
yeah
And
we
didn't
have
that
brandy
but
we
laughed
Plus
we
drank
some
vodka
and
a
half
Oi,
if
you're
hugging
mate
but
wearing
all-black,
is
that
still
gangster?
Gangster
or
not,
that's
my
damn
darg
And
things
were
back
to
normal
for
one
night,
that's
enough
Just
to
let
us
know
there's
no
grudge,
it's
all
love
But
we
all
carry
scars,
we're
all
cut,
we're
grown
ups
Teenage
no
more,
we're
older,
we've
grown
up
But
the
next
day
got
me
thinking
what
if
I
was
the
reason?
Or
if
the
tables
turned,
whether
I
would
be
seated
Or
if
your
battery
died
that
night
at
that
christening
And
I
thought
you
disrespected,
what
if
it
was
just
reception?
So
the
straw
that
broke
the
camel's
back
of
this
friendship
Maybe
it
wasn't
the
intention,
but
would
symbolise
the
ending
Now,
what
if
you
thought
I
hung
up
And
for
seven
years,
you've
been
hung
up
on
the
same
shit
that
I
was
I
guess
we'll
never
know,
it's
pointless
digging
deeper
holes
Cause
if
we
go
down
that
road,
these
burnt
bridges
charge
tolls
So
I'd
rather
bromanticise
about
these
things
And
write
a
song
about
what-ifs,
cause
I
could
never
write
no
diss
Cause
that's
my
brother
That's
my
brother
So
bruv,
why
we
acting
like
we're
strangers?
Why
we
acting
like
we're
strangers?
Fumbling,
we
ain't
strangers
Red
Stripe
vibes,
ayy
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