VICIOUS CYCLE / A WORD FROM WRETCH 32

I see another yute grinding , dark on him all for diamonds
Tryna make a killing not end up with lifers
vicious cycle man are not cyclist
but his pedal bike trapping running out doh so his tryna get cash in
cash down now they want him for ransome
tryna get there hands on man till he slapped it
all about action he made a scene, so they knew he wer'nt acting
never had a handout only a hand ting
running from them plug and eventually ran tings
hunger turned into greed he hit the belly had mouths to food
it got to his head had the world at his feet
but there arms house on every street

I see another yute grinding , dark on him all for diamonds
Tryna make a killing not end up with lifers
vicious cycle man are not cyclist
but his pedal bike trapping running out doh so his tryna get cash in
cash down now they want him for ransome
trying to get there hand on man till he slapped it
bang bang they shot him down
shotting light and he was shotting loud
on his J's his tryna run this town, he wants to run the world they wanna run him down
suttin told him get up hustle now flip to hundred to hundred thou
he werent trying to let his mama down and and now she's burying him underground
its them same old story tryna go from the gutter to glory
i dont want war but man want war me
so i got my mask on jason boreheath
poor me im just tryna get rich gotta go from the bando to the brits
seen man cop yards from bricks scarface really scared us kids

I see another yute grinding , dark on him all for diamonds
Tryna make a killing not end up with lifers
vicious cycle man or not cyclist
but his pedal bike trapping running out doh so his tryna get cash in
cash down now they want him for ransome
now there trying to get his hands on him till he slapped it

I see this one little yute he was on smoke so i rolled him a zoot
He sold rock and rolled with the goons heavy metal that poker was huge
busy in the cut just tryna cut through
eventhough his got baggage his bagging up food
ready for war not ready for trus
he aint tryna let go but he might let loose
woah, duck duck goose on em
on goose mode mode fast money some man are just to slow
he ain't even grown but his run up on a few grows
his last next move went left cul de sac
couldn't bust now left
his the end of the road was a back roa d and it ends
and he had nuff heart but they hit him in the chest

I see another yute grinding , dark on him all for diamonds
Tryna make a killing not end up with lifers
vicious cycle man or not cyclist
instead of pedal back trappin, he took the long tho wrong no traffic
could have got caught up didnt let it catch him
follwed his dreams now he sleeps wiith a mansion
instead of pedal tracking who in my dream