Story Sessions 1 by Juke (LAB TV) Lyrics
[INTRO]
LAB TV
Yo, what is
It's Jukey B
Lab TV, Story Sessions
Big up Merki on the camera
Big up Clicks, big up Coxill, big up Andy, big up Lee
Big up Ramma, big up the whole Muzzleflash team
We're gettin it in this year
Two in two days, get me?
Ha, listen...
[VERSE]
So let me tell you bout a kid I know called little Joe
Yeah his mother was a baghead but he didn't know
And just to feed her fuckin habit she was giving blows
And his dad's doing life as the kidda grows
10 years went by and 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 and he runs up in the corner shop
Tells them "Open up the till and give me all you've got"
Put the bifters in the bag and now he's talking gwop
Now all the kids up on the ezzy call him Mad Man Joe
Couple sticks and he's ready, he's a bad man bro
He's getting 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 treating alleys like the trenches
Gloved up, putting on his bally for the ventures
Gun tucked, looking for the scally on the benches
Tough luck, fuck it if it catches man a sentence
He's fucked up
Now he's got a beef with a lad called Jay
Jay's saying that he's gonna let the MAC-10 spray
But Joe's head's not right, wants to blast on sight
Won't rest till he's fucking buried that gobshite
So he rolls up to Jay's with his whole team in
Broad day shooting off till there's no screaming
Joe doesn't stop shooting till there's no breathing
Just standing in the room watching souls leaving
Jay's fam's in bits, he's got a mother grieving
And his brother's chatting blood till his brother's even
What Joe's done to his brother that was fucking evil
So he knows he needs to put him down with something lethal
So little brother gets a spade, digs his brother's stash up
Pulls a 38, and then he pulls his brother's MAC up
Pulls a big bag of money that his brother stack up
Looks to God and wishes that he pulled his brother back up
Couple days go by, and Joe is in the bookies
And he's up a couple quid so man is feeling lucky
He cashes in his bet, and then he's walking home
Little brother's gonna get him when he's all alone
So little brother runs up, and he pulls the MAC out
He knows Joe killed his bro so he couldn't back out
Joey's thinking it's a jacking so he pulls his strap out
Takes a gamble, little brother fucking put the rat out
Little brother's running off and little Joey's dying
Joey looks up in the sky and hears his mother crying
Slowly drift into the light, he thinks he's fucking flying
Now little Joey's treating 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 fucking daft, left the gun in the crib
Mum's crying for her son cause she love him to bits
Plod are asking if he done it for chips
He puts a picture on the desk and says "I done it for this"
YE WHA?!
TOP THAT!
HOT SHIT
BANG!
I'M BACK!
LAB TV
Yo, what is
It's Jukey B
Lab TV, Story Sessions
Big up Merki on the camera
Big up Clicks, big up Coxill, big up Andy, big up Lee
Big up Ramma, big up the whole Muzzleflash team
We're gettin it in this year
Two in two days, get me?
Ha, listen...
[VERSE]
So let me tell you bout a kid I know called little Joe
Yeah his mother was a baghead but he didn't know
And just to feed her fuckin habit she was giving blows
And his dad's doing life as the kidda grows
10 years went by and 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 and he runs up in the corner shop
Tells them "Open up the till and give me all you've got"
Put the bifters in the bag and now he's talking gwop
Now all the kids up on the ezzy call him Mad Man Joe
Couple sticks and he's ready, he's a bad man bro
He's getting 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 treating alleys like the trenches
Gloved up, putting on his bally for the ventures
Gun tucked, looking for the scally on the benches
Tough luck, fuck it if it catches man a sentence
He's fucked up
Now he's got a beef with a lad called Jay
Jay's saying that he's gonna let the MAC-10 spray
But Joe's head's not right, wants to blast on sight
Won't rest till he's fucking buried that gobshite
So he rolls up to Jay's with his whole team in
Broad day shooting off till there's no screaming
Joe doesn't stop shooting till there's no breathing
Just standing in the room watching souls leaving
Jay's fam's in bits, he's got a mother grieving
And his brother's chatting blood till his brother's even
What Joe's done to his brother that was fucking evil
So he knows he needs to put him down with something lethal
So little brother gets a spade, digs his brother's stash up
Pulls a 38, and then he pulls his brother's MAC up
Pulls a big bag of money that his brother stack up
Looks to God and wishes that he pulled his brother back up
Couple days go by, and Joe is in the bookies
And he's up a couple quid so man is feeling lucky
He cashes in his bet, and then he's walking home
Little brother's gonna get him when he's all alone
So little brother runs up, and he pulls the MAC out
He knows Joe killed his bro so he couldn't back out
Joey's thinking it's a jacking so he pulls his strap out
Takes a gamble, little brother fucking put the rat out
Little brother's running off and little Joey's dying
Joey looks up in the sky and hears his mother crying
Slowly drift into the light, he thinks he's fucking flying
Now little Joey's treating 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 fucking daft, left the gun in the crib
Mum's crying for her son cause she love him to bits
Plod are asking if he done it for chips
He puts a picture on the desk and says "I done it for this"
YE WHA?!
TOP THAT!
HOT SHIT
BANG!
I'M BACK!