Verse one: Ger Kellett

No money to support his family, he's living angrily, frustration grows gradually, wants his son to be living happily . So he needs to formulate a plan, he needs to orchestrate a scam, he needs that money in hand. So he invests in the powder cause he knows people are needing this, tries to keep it on the DL, tries to be secretive. But he knows some little rat is leaking this, some little snitch with the feds so he's never sleeping with peacefulness. Only took a couple months to get out of that debt, now the debt is owed to him so he's the one making the threats. Name is blowing up people are showing respect, he never had this kind of power doesn't know what to expect. Doesn't trust anyone always paranoid to bits, dealing with all of this pressure due to the love of his kid. Still lives with his mother he's very protective of his family, but all of the paranoia is fuckin with his sanity. he knows the guards are tracking, hacking and tapping, a few enemies from his past might be trying to get back at him. He's fuckin mentally cracking, a lad owed him 200 brick he wouldn't pay it, he didn't hesitate to shank him. In his time, yeah he burned some bridges but the lads he was beefin with got arrested now and they turned to snitches. He knows the feds are monitoring, always feels like there's a pair of eyes following him and fuckin hawking him.
This wasn't the life for his son that he intended, he was good at exit strategies, had never been apprehended.
Couldn't quit this life profits were too attractive, now his son's innocence is mixed in a vicious predicament, too young to know whats happening.
He had that intent to supply, but only to provide his son and his misses with a better life
He had that intent to supply, but only to provide his son and his misses with a better life

Verse two: Linco

First lesson expect the unexpected, I guess that’s a lesson that he kept on forgetting
Text message intercepted by warranted intelligence, yea the pigs were progressing.
Wanted him embellished so their chief of police could reach his ranks next precession
He wanted to break poverty by/bi-product of recession.
So he climbed his own ranks with a constant aggression to the top of the underworlds belly.
Still living in his mas’ flat, pulled out the rolling box from the chair where he sat,
Popped open the latch, got greeted by the fresh scent of two fat blocks of hash
Took him back to the days where he started at.
Now he has two pounds of white arriving in the car park, got dark.
Blue collar faction working state of the art squads unmarked, lanes blocked
Waiting for the clock to tick and the shit to start
Waiting for the transaction to happen then bolt the door clappers ready for action.
In case he starts reacting ‘bout discoveries of somebody ratting,
Catch him now with his pants down readily relaxing.
Been tracking him for weeks taking snaps of his deals,
tagged and tracing his wheels from bikes to jeeps, even had calls received when he speaks.
So upstairs they creep..
Inside he was spliffin’ and chillin’ little did he know other side they were filling the building,
Should have been ducking and dipping
Chopper levitating waiting for escapes to be making, Instead paper was fabricating.
Took the hinges, guns rushed had him in cuffs,
He continued to muffle they went straight to his duffle,
Found two chunks of the stuff ready for cutting.
Shooter strapped to his chest of draws, set up for sure, stuck his fuckin’ chest to the floor.

Verse three: Warren Mullen

Fighting with dignity , destroying his faith he's looking at his wife and son saying sorry he got out too late .The dicks had the cuffs on his hands making his wrists bleed and they all began to proceed. They're walking with him treating him like a vicious dog on a lead, he looks around and the neighbors are stalking, copper chopper in the sky hawking ,his head goes down and he keeps on walking.The journey back to the station was full of action with no talking, and the beating goes on. He showed no emotion with no devotion sitting in that cold echoey cell and he is fuckin frozen. He's trying to sleep but he is having visions he is going to prison The dawn of the next morning, he's yawning, with bags under his eyes and five of their finest brutality stood before him in a line, one was a chief the other was a general. It's the morning of the court case and he feels the remorse all over that drug course, because they took him by force he sits before the judge and the jury, they showed him no devour he was seeing the prison tower within a hour. .Before he left he runs over to his wife he hugged and kissed her cause she was leaving him for the rest of his life. He looks at his son and tells him he loves him with maximum tears in his eyes.
Before he enters the facility, they shout at him " you have no name you are now a code"
His head goes down in shame with restrain and pain.
He sees the place is in control, cheese eaters letting the savages out on patrol
He hears the drips of the rain, tossing and turning, going insane, hearing the psychos demented souls
and thats when them rusty cellar doors close, and thats when them rusty cellar doors close.

He had that intent to supply, but only to provide his son and his misses with a better life
He had that intent to supply, but only to provide his son and his misses with a better life