Mad About Bars - S5 - E8 Pt 1

See this one here? It's different Jungle on this one We're about to introduce you to A rapper who in my opinion Is gonna be one of the most exciting to come through this year Coming out of Essex He's too different with it Flows, bars Look (it's French The Kid) Chief on the street, I'm so real Fuck with gorillas, I been in that field Done it to kill Don't know the feeling The enemy's bleeding, it gets so misleading Like taking a pill, making a deal Fiends on the left and the right on me still Shootin' for veins, they might get their fills Might get a chills Next day alive, but they might've been killed In the trap, my own brother's friends got me moving the crack I was so young, I could never look back Bro, it ain't worth it, don't do it for racks, don't do it to stack Bands, my own brother got lost to the cause I remember one night he tried hanging himself Then he overdosed up-on the floor, shit Tu connais ma gueule Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team Tu connais mon visage On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage Prick put his hands on my aunty Jumped in a van and got him kidnapped Slim clip on my Angie, I went in first time, yeah, holdin' that wap Had to drive all the way to Suffolk No black puffers but man still got wrapped Son tryna 'fend his dad like, big-man, I'll make your battery go flat Johnny said he don't really care' bout talk Nah he don't really care 'bout chat Hold the cunt down, raise up his legs, ching chow, cut it right back Got blood all over my vest, all over my shoes, all over my shit Cut out quick cah we took that risk, four toes in his foot The prick just got hit Got back home, opened the door, my girl was like "Wow" So much blood on my hands and trainers She must have cried and thought, "Baby, how?" She said, "What did you do?" "How did you do it?" "What have you done?" Any man that touch my family, wap or Stanley Man'll get bun I got shanked with a shh But I stood up and fought to the death I don't really know where that bitch boy went But I heard he got shh and then left Mess, put down down your shank, let's test Heart of a lion, bro you'll get pressed Merch and Brent with Bryant so shook Two transit vans he nearly got shh How can I trap anymore If my bro's on the floor overdosin' them pills? How can I trap anymore If my blood brother's homeless? Pain is so real I was known in France for dishing out waps and dishing out things Jed's friends had the trap-line booming, wap-line moving Wrapped up in cling Ring, ring had the ringtone dancing, catsdem glancing Shit made 'em sing White boy with a middle parting, tracksuit, laughing, needed a trim Look, tracksuit, laughing, needed a trim White boy with a middle parting, tracksuit I do not care about hoes I care about O's I'm making money, making loads I run through that shit with my bros I've got many flows I'm painting pictures, Picasso French on the beat, I'm so cold I think you just froze Tell these bitches I'ma blow I do not care about those Don't care about them So take a picture while you pose Hablo español con Pablo y dije que "All of my tunes they go high like cocaine" Hot in Ibiza, I'm smoking that reefer I'm getting my money, I love Mary-Jane I'm running to money, I'm running to fame Only thing up in my mind is the game I do not care about dance with the Devil The devil cannot dance with me in the rain Shit Tu connais ma gueule Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team Tu connais mon visage On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage Tu connais ma gueule Tu connais l'équipe, tu connais ma team Tu connais mon visage (what'd I tell you?) On vient des favelas, impressionnés par belle vie comme un mirage (jungle on this one) Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage, yeah Moi et mes frères la belle vie on envisage (French The Kid)