Krept and Konan - Ban Drill (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Krept and Konan - Ban Drill (en) Lyrics
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Banning drill, you're making
the situation worse
Might as well give them life,
or put them in a hearse
'Cuh he could've been rapping
But now he's still packing
A big gun for when his oppositions
come clapping
It's a lose-lose for him
I'mma keep it real, he get
shot, he going pale
He shoots him, he going jail
Where we're from, you know how
hard it is to better yourself
Upper class won't understand
'cuh you inherited wealth
No opportunities, this
is our community
Maybe you should help here, instead
of all the scrutiny
There's a knock-on effect for
this shit you wanna ban
Let me paint you a picture
so you dummies understand
Hi my name is Jaden, everybody
calls me Jay
I'm fifteen I'm from a poor
block round the way
My mum tries her best to
put food on my plate
My life's okay, I go
to school everyday
Sometimes I gotta go to school
with no lunch money
But I get it, she ain't got
it, I still love mummy
But now she got a extra job
It's not great though, but
I guess it's extra gwop
Look, mummy weren't home, I
started staying out late
I started hanging out with
people from my estate
They all had fresh clothes,
everybody looking paid
They all sell drugs, said
they'll teach me the way
Started trapping on them
man now, I swear
Yeah I'm fifteen, with a couple
thousand to spare
Feds raided my house and
found all of the gear
Got nicked, went jail, but
I'll be out in a year
When I came out of jail,
all my friends had beef
So I guess I'm involved, that's
the rule of the streets
That's how it goes where I'm from
You touch him, you touch me
And these are my friends but
it's a gang to police
Why'd I get involved, guess
I'm young and I'm dumb
Out of jail couple months,
already bought me a gun
I'm a good kid at heart, but
the beef keeps spiralling
I guess I'm a product
of my environment
I got nicked again, 'cause
I gripped a skeng
I started rapping in jail,
so I gripped the pen
Every single nigga in the
jail rates the bars
And when I land road, they
said that I gotta go hard
I keep writing the verse, while
I'm riding this bird
Tryna get my appeal, now
I'm out on the third
Then I started selling spice,
the whole jail got word
Then I came from education
and my cell got searched
Got caught with a phone, I've
just come from the block
New kid in the jail, but
he's one of the opps
Already got the drop, it's
only been a couple hours
When he comes in the wing, then
we get him in the showers
And I won't even learn, but
I'mma get him for the bros
'Cause I know they'd do the same
thing if I was on the roads
Don't worry 'bout the govs 'cause
they'll turn a blind eye
All my bros heard the news,
know it's on the timeline
Years go by and I'm only getting older
Getting less letters,
visits get slower
Music on my mind, my release
getting closer
Swear I can't wait 'til it's over
They took my videos down,
said it's too violent
I can't do a show, it's getting
stopped by Trident
It's slowing down my income,
they're tryna ban drill
Now my bus' dying, it's
hard to get a deal
I dunno how to feel, I got
away from the streets
'Cause this rap shit helped
keep me away from the beef
Now money's low, I gotta
get back on my feet
Now I'm back selling drugs
'cause a nigga gotta eat
I'm back trapping day-to-day,
I got a baby on the way
I told my girl "be patient, I promise
that I'll make a change
Babe you know I tried this
rappin' shit but the feds
got me back in shit"
Now I'm chilling on the block, y'know,
licking out them shots
Save as much money so I
can eventually stop
But I gotta be on point 'cause
the beef's still on top
Too late 'cause them
niggas got the drop
There's a car pulling up,
ah fam I'm fucked
I'mma try run but they caught up
I can feel the knife sharp in my gut
My body collapsed, it's hard to get up
"Wagwan fam, remember me from the can?
Shoulda stuck to rapping"
they said it as they ran
But little did they know that
was all part of the plan
Holding my stomach, blood on my hands
Paramedics trying, I know
I'm slowly dying
They're tryna keep me breathing,
my mum's here crying
I can see the pain, she
prayed for me still
I can feel my heart coming
to a standstill
Feds asked who's responsible,
I just kept it real
I said "Whoever banned drill"
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