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@labtvent - juke - story sessions - ep. 1 - juke lyrics

(intro)

yo, what is
it’s jukey b
lab tv, story sessions
big up merki on the camera
big up cl!cks, big up coxhill, big up andy, big up lee
big up ramma, big up the whole muzzleflash team!
we’re gettin’ it in this year
2 in 2 days get me
hah, listen…

(song)

so let me tell ya ’bout a kid i know called little joe
yeah his mother was a bag ed but he didn’t know
n just to feed her f-ckin’ habbit she was givin’ blows
an his dad’s doin’ life as the kidda grows
10 years went by n little joe’s bigger
he’s got his own gaff, no gas, no dinner
just a bowl full of ash in a smoke jigger
he wants to roll on the graft but he’s no sinner

he’s feelin’ sorry for himself, can’t afford a lot
he gets a blade n he runs up in a corner shop
tells ’em open up the till n gimme all ya got
put the bifters in the bag n now he’s talkin’ gwop!
now all the kids up on the ezzi call him “mad man joe”
couple sticks n he’s ready, he’s a bad man bro
he’s gettin’ chips but he ‘members when he had no dough
enemies have tried to end him but the lad won’t go

yo, he’s gone through the wars treatin’ alleys like the trenches
gloved up, puttin’ on his balley for the ‘ventures
gun tucked, lookin’ for the scaly on the benches
tough luck, f-ck it if it catches man a sentence he’s f-cked up!
now he’s got a beef with a lad called jay
jay’s sayin’ that he’s gonna let the mac-10 spray
but joe’s heads not right, wants to blast on sight
won’t rest ’til he’s f-ckin’ beaded that gobsh-te!

so he rolls up to jay’s with his whole team in
broad day shootin’ off ’til there’s no screamin’
joe doesn’t stop shootin’ ’til there’s no breathin’
just standin’ in the room watchin’ souls leavin’
jay’s fam’s in bits, he’s got a mother greavin’
an his brother’s chattin’ blood ’til his brother’s even
what joe’s done to his brother that was f-ckin’ evil
so he knows he needs to put him down with suttin lethal

so little brother gets a spade, digs his brothers stash up
pulls a 38, n then he pulls a brothers mac up
pulls a big bag of money that his brother stack up
looks to god n wishes that he pulled his brother back up
couple days go by, n joe was in the bookies
n he’s up a couple quid so man is feelin’ lucky
he cashes in his bet, n then he’s walkin’ home
little brother’s gonna get him when he’s all alone

so little brother runs up, n he pulls the mac out
he knows joe k!lled his bro so he couldn’t back out
joey’s thinkin’ it’s a jackin’ so he pulls the strap out
takes a gamble, little brother f-ckin’ put the rat out!
little brother’s runnin’ off, n little joey’s dyin’
joey looks up in the sky n hears his mother cryin’
slowly driftin’ to the light he thinks he’s f-ckin’ flyin’
now little joey’s treatin’ death like another lie in

little brother goes home, gives his mother a kiss
he’s got blood on his hands, but it’s his brother he miss
he gets a shower goes to bed then struggles to kip
couple hours later gun squad run in the crib
little brother’s f-ckin’ daft, left the gun in the crib
mum’s cryin’ for her son coz she love him to bits
plod are askin’ if he done it for chips
he puts a picture on the desk n says, “i done it for this”

(outro)

ya what!
top that!
hot sh-t!
bang! i’m back

- juke lyrics

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