Risk It All

If you ain't ready for the 30 don't fucking get in the car with us Like everyone wants to jump on the bandwagon Until the shit hits the fan and they feel the pressure But like pshh, yo, we need to stay in the same, like It's nothing but love when we ring each other And like, to see you shine and do your thing Like this, it just puts a smile on me face Because I know like, there's no one more deserving Like fucking, rig years down the block Feeling likе you'd rather fucking die than live this lifе anymore Do you know what I mean? But like, no matter what bro, look, we always come out on top And you know what it is bro? You just got too much heart for these little fucking pussies, man We're Spartans man, we move militant for each other out there Do you know what I mean? Like, loyalty goes a long way bro, it's fucking priceless (Mikey Joe made this) And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother And free Kane, went to war for my brother And if I die, give it all to my mother Little Hulton, I was born in the gutter My mum's schizophrenic, course' I'm a nutter Behind them walls, man we all had to suffer And in jail I went to war with my cutter Little Hulton, I was born in the gutter And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother And free Kane, I went to war for my brother And in jail I went to war with my cutter Behind them walls, man we all had to suffer Little Hulton, I was born in the gutter And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother (woah) She says, "Never lose faith" I seen hope diminished My poor mother cried for the whole visit Looked me in my eyes, said I'm finished Bro that broke my spirit I walked back to my cell and I wrote this lyric I was DMX slipping and my clothes were ripping Like my shoe didn't fit but my soul was missing (like, like, like) Like my shoe didn't fit but my soul was missing I was DMX slipping and my clothes were ripping You was just an inmate, I controlled the prison (woah) They're screaming, "Jordan's home" Soon as I walk through the jail, they're screaming, "Jordan's home" And I walk on the wing, people brought me phones (agh, agh, agh, agh) Ask Notts man, I move hot as fuck Land in the jail, one man up First day on induct, man try bad me up That night on social, slashed the cunt Crept up behind him, cracked his skull Left him on the landing, covered in blood Run back to my cell, try wash it up Seconds later, cell got rushed Screws didn't find shit, shank got flushed I seen five people dying in a couple of months That jail is fucked, you get treated like scum My name's Jordan McCann, I'm the real Robin Hood That's why I get respect in all hoods Bestwood, Reddy and St Anne's show me love Mellows, Top V, all the slums Shottingham love like I'm Brian Clough And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother And fuck rap, risk it all for my brother And free Kane, went to war for my brother And if I die, give it all to my mother Little Hulton, I was born in the gutter My mum's schizophrenic, course' I'm a nutter Behind them walls, man we all had to suffer And in jail I went to war with my cutter Back to back treks, bro, back to back trips R6 exhaust flames like a blow torch Fuck GMP, we got our own laws Break down snowballs (agh, agh) I break down snowballs Wait on phone calls Knocked out his mum, no rules in road wars Bro, I'm in and out of different jails, reason why the wing would smell Blue cheese, haze as well, they'll clean your mind frame Every night that I'm baked, fucking up some high grain (woah, woah, tell 'em) Savage in jail, 30 man that I chopped up Tramps go jail, can't even get a top up, Every time I phone home (what, woah, woah) All you little tramps go jail, can't even get a top up Every time I phone home bro something got shot up (something got shot up) Like Jordan's fucking staunch like, that's why his music blew up so much Because like, his name's rung bells for years, up and down the country man Up and down the system man, people have knew his name for years Bruv, before any of this music shit