Where I'm From

Thornton heath's where I come from

Winners here am I not one

They didn't rate the ends now they're locked on

Because man them here have got pop songs and still pop one

Bullet bullet

I used to chill on the roads, I used to bill it and go

I had a feel of the cold, pavement chasing I never wanna go home

Because it was nothing like those typical family shows

I was a pitiful soul moving from pillar to post

There was no glitter or gold, more like a blizzard of cold

Yes I've been broke I stole, weed and coke I sold