Lucky Strike Letra

You'd fall by the wayside
I'd pass you a belt
And you'd hold on to how harsh you had felt
Telling me don't fast yourself
Badman - don't ask for help
While I watch you gasp and yelp
Trying to swim as fast as Phelps
See we're the bastards throughout
The rose cast a spell
You know this perfectly bruv
You don't deserve to be loved
You get a doctor's salary from serving the drugs
And the thirsty chicks don't mind you perving at jugs
If he's not about money then you call him a clown
He's on a joke ting
What's funny about [?] supporting [?]
That's why you're the talk of the town
Walking around, sporting a crown
Pied Piper with the hoodrats crawling around
You're turned up, why would you turn all of it down?

[Verse 1: Mikill Pane]
I believe the night they shot my father into an early grave
He tried to see if I could grow up lucky with the words he prayed
My illegal life throws Scotland Yard into the worst rage
For my legal advisors cold compartment fits a murder case
Just in case, it needs to be impossibly large
Cos if i pick up a murder weapon they ain't dropping the charge
But for now we ain't that serious, I'm honestly laughing
Cos they just acquitted me of grievous bodily harm
Had to stop and grin at them before I walked scott-free
I'm not a model citizen so you've got nothing on me
And what's funny about the madness and the madness in the chance to put me away
Somehow they managed to lose the sample of my DNA

[Hook: Mikill Pane] x 2
Call me lucky - I've lived up to my name to the maximum
Everything that happens to me is fate not an accident
And if you say the way I make my livelihood's reckless
Fuck your food for thought, I eat my rivals for breakfast

[Verse 2: Mikill Pane]
Somebody invites me to a party for their birthday
Somebody there decides to throw Cristal in my girl's face
I probably would have left it if he said 'I'm truly sorry, G'
But he disrespects me, says 'I never do apologies'
How am I supposed to react in a situation like that?
And if you're prepared to answer that you'd best be Aristotle
I never chose to be bad but these dickheads made me fight bad
Don't tell me it was harsh to grab an empty Brandy bottle
With my weaker left and put it in my highly mighty right and swing
Give that nigga a scar like I'm inspired by The Lion King
Cos if you'd turned the tables and my foe'd reacted bettter
It'd be me on the surgeon's table getting my nose put back together
I lead a life that puts my life at risk
But I've never been reliant on survival tactics
Something deeper's keeping me alive in this vicious league
What's the point of saying you lead a life if you ain't in the lead?

[Hook] x 2
Most of my friends are actually calling me lucky
I've broken every trafficking law in this country
I get drugs by the kilo please don't expect me to say I'm done with them
I'm trapped within the trade because I keep escaping punishment
I'm fucking up a different nigga every weekend
And I know my last victim will never get his revenge
Cos his enemies didn't find it hard to find him on the tipper
They executed him, started blasting while his kids watched
For them it means the worst they'll have to see their papa leave a hearse
I'll tell you a secret - I think that killers are ingenious
On top of the fact that they filled his head with holes in broad daylight
They shot him in the park - just to show him it wasn't playtime
I see that clever sort of thing and I appreciate it
Even when destroying shit they try to be creative
And the problem of being a target was so
Before I had to do something to get my lawyer's cold compartment involved

[Hook] x 2