StoryTeller

[Mic Righteous]

That's the flip side to this life
That's the flip side living in the pit of society
On the blind side, no guidance

Living in an era
Where we don't really care much
Everyone in my area
Was familiar with Sarah
Come out your house
Your bound to see her there
Just walking round with a terrier
In a old pair of Nike air dunks
White girl
Think she had travelers blood
Always wear her hair up
Had her fair share of tear ups
Knew she liked my music so i always showed her bare love
You tell by looking she ain't took in by her parents
Shes looking like her parents
Don't ask why
Pass by, in the back of our minds
Think whens the last time that Sarah looked inside a mirror
No lie, even guys were shook of fighting Sarah

[Hook]
No bull, no bullshit at all
My bredrin use to kick ball with her brother in school
She was slim tall, chick had balls
Big bad wolf
But just another brick in that wall

Check it out now when it all falls down
You know the kick backs cruel
You know how the whole town likes to sit and talk
When Sarah got in a scruff with some bitch but the chick had tools
I got told during a phone call
Like "you heard about Sarah? she got stabbed twice in broad daylight and she might die"
I was like fam I ain't surprise
Coz someone getting stabbed up in our manor is old school
Only reason that we even spoke about it was coz Sarah was local
She popped up in conversation coz the manors so small
This is the type of information you get at your disposal
Think my bruva cared? nah he was just tryna be social
I said a little prayer coz i was tryna be hopeful
Shes in a hospital with a stab wound in a blackhole
Daughters with her boyfriend and hes living off the social
In a crap hole in a crap house
Got rats in and hes trapped in since she backed out
No income support when your on life support

[Hook]
No bull, no bullshit at all
My bredrin use to kick ball with her brother in school
She was slim tall, chick had balls
Big bad wolf
Just another brick in that wall

One more time, no bull, no bullshit at all
My bredrin use to kick ball with her brother in school
She was slim tall, chick had balls
Big bad wolf
But just another brick in that wall

Now if shes gone would you miss her?
I mean by this time I've forgotten that shes been hurt
I mean she weren't on top of my topic list
And since her we've probably seen worse
And I've got my own problems shit I've got a problem with birds
She could be in a coffin right now and I'm just coughing on herb
I do really feel like a prick coz i wasn't concerned
But I've got my own problems shit
Only problem is, i got a problem with words
And the only thing [?] when she crosses my mind
Well if shes the topic of gossip more time gossip is lies
Because shes won't care if shes fine or if she not and..arg fuck!
Shes just not that important when shes not in your life
That shit is twisted like a knot in a spine
Coz time pass, I'm in my yard
And I'm tryna write bars and I can't get this verse out
I'm more concerned with how the words sounds
That when I thought I heard a bird shout
I turned down the instro, lerked out the window turned round
And it's her wow!
Shes only got stabbed a few weeks back and shes back on two feet damn
And just to top it off, shes only gone and got in new beef hah!
That's some domestic shit
I'm surprised she ain't been arrested yet
Shes out there screaming at her fella
Sounding like shes fed up
Just a couple under pressure
They ain't living life if they ain't living right
Her daughters caught up in the middle of the fight
The sound of violence woke her up in the middle of the night
Fuck it, i go back inside
They head off into the night
That's whens its kiss and goodbye until the next time
But the next time was a you ain't gonna forget kind
Coz next time its her with a knife
And shes riding bird because she murdered a life
It was her own boyfriend, and now that boys dead
Shes in a prison cell, shitting herself
Maybe its coz she ain't been in a jail
Or maybe its coz shes carrying his babies as well
Two twin little girls, she ain't safe in this hell
She told the judge it wasn't planned, he held a knife to himself
And threatened to take his own life and now Sarah's crying tears
And I, really can't deny what I can hear
But this old town, has no bounds
These old roads, have no soul
These fucking walls have eyes and ears
If it had a mouth, it would probably ask me why i care
People in more debt, Sarah's boyfriend on the floor dead
One punch and a night out your drunk you hit your forehead on the curb
You're a Courgette brain dead, you've gotta be be force fed
Brother do we have be force fed?
We ain't born dead
Man these are true stories, right on our door step
Can someone tell me why, why we ignore them?
Fuck, why aren't we bored yet?