Loyal To The Rap Game Lyrics

The Entourage

Mikey Joe made this

Everybody says the way, is to be right not left, but it seems a lot of people are getting chef't

It was all a dream when I was youngster

I was carefree when me and my dreams with nothing to leave, but at least something to speak out

Remember when me and the boys was always riding out

I couldn't shadow the doubt, the half amount of times we nearly got done in for half an ounce

Remember them days when we dinger and grafted about, yeah rapping about my lifestyle and my past now so let's take it deeper

I'm not a keeper. Unless it comes to the grafting bills and scores

Who could have thought I came from the northeast of England

G's and keys to the whips, when I'm on the front line of serving a six, takes me back them days visiting folk in HMP Durham

Nick, YO

Shout out all the grafters and the brothers in HMP, now feds trying to bang me up for a section 18

All the boys showing up in a bit of Burberry, and I'm a Gucci killer, totally not a, machete wielder wrapping up

Big straps, unloading low and big straps loyal to the game, I'm untouchable to the heavy rain

I don't care what they say about me, they're all a bunch of fakes, barely hard food on plates

Was like a bird of prey had and go and get everything with my own two hands

Other than that, every other thing is bad, I grafted a long way to get what I had

This is real rap, no trap, no motherfucking cap.

Some people say the North East is mad, but really some people there are a part of my clan

Ah stand up for no bad shit unless it's all madness, all my life I've been considered as the worst

Always been at scenes where people were getting hurt, nothing nice but blood squirts

But at the end of the day, I'm loyal to the rap game, I'm loyal to the rap game

Yo, I'm loyal to the rap game, other rappers might call it the trap game

But you know what I like to call it, the No Face, no case game

This mentality gives me a strong set off to this game, like I said I'm loyal to the rap game

Masked up, Bali'd up

Yo, you see how I walk and talk

When you speak I don't care who the fuck you are

Haters, fakers, traitors, they're all the same

Get the fuck out my way because I'm making a name for myself in this rap game

Loyal to the rap game

Yo, loyal to the rap game

Everyday coming home, see my mother in pieces

Just a household full of demons, it's time to redeem this

That's just the way I see this, feel this

Ever been in a position to take the rap over the map

Without no mask, no cap, no trap, no rap

No motherfucking rapping, it's just music, no fashion

T1, Repping up, SR2, more graft, more cash

You know how the game goes

Like a ghost without no face, doing a face no case

That's what one of my mates said to me when I got in a bizzy (police) chase

You know how the game goes, yo.