The Confect - Rude Boy

Song Rating: 9.64/10

Song lyrics:

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Ive been through hell and back, selling crack in these depressing flats
With a weapon that were cheap, because the deaded man would ease
I remember back then even though my memorys bad
I aint forgetting that
Dat all on my Reeboks, cocoa and that cheap pot
Popo dont wanna ease up, Im a no-showing police snuck
Back door or window, catch me? I dont think so
I dont know what youve been told, but (rudeboy)

[Hook: Ghetts]
Hear me nah, hear me nah, Im well known in my area
In my area Im well-known, 61, twelve stone
GH, J Clarke, I set pace, you take part
Braveheart to the motherf**ing graveyard
[Link: Majestic]
Rude boy, boy, rude boy
Rude, ru-ru-rude, rude boy
Rude boy, boy, rude boy
Rude, ru-ru-rude, rude boy
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier


Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier

[Verse 2: Ghetts]
Ive been through hell and back, so when Im round friends I brag (about)
The things I never had (around), my first crimes were snatching leather bags (in town)
I was never bad, then there was an effect that peer pressure had
I aint forgetting that
Front line in that corner, before gun crime was the norma
Was front line with a bora, mum crying Im out of order
Telling me Im like my dad was, I just wanted a better status
So I could leave my bike there with no padlock, back when I never had an alias

[Hook]

[Link]

[Outro: Ghetts x2]
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier
Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier

Date of text publication: 24.05.2021 at 11:04