Intro Death Before Dishonour
[Verse 1]
My life's been a crash course, I weren't meant to pass
I'm a lion in this jungle, fuck a snake in the grass
They cut the brakes in my car, I've got rage in my heart
I put the flake on the cart with the beige, that's the dark
You think I was paid from the start?
I grew up on the block with the apes and the sharks
Bottom of Besson Street, nigga don't mess with me
I shot up the mains many times and blessed the streets
I was never stressed with beef
I had Skeng with me, had the skeng on me
The MAC-10 on me, buck an enemy
Fuck a frenemy, I'll bang it till this shit's empty
Came up banging, slanging on the main roads
Hanging, anywhere I go you know I bring the gang in
Fuck a pagan planning, I'll crack it and tan him
I still drop him bricks even though I can't stand him

[Hook]
I was married to the streets, banging in the beef
Hanging with my G's, slanging white and B
I never knew I'd be a boss, to live this life I paid the cost
We ship the keys in, when they come we take them off
I'm still married to the streets, my killers bang on enemies
Keep my circle small, we don't hang with frenemies
I paid the price to be the boss, I gave my life, I see the loss
Don Corleone's not the one you wanna cross
[Verse 2]
Police booming off my door, I had my nina on the floor
I flew it out the window, that ain't new to me, that's chores
I've been there before, jakes at the door
My brother in the next room weighing up them scores
I never thought they'd have me on the fours
Locked up in Belmarsh, cleaning the floors
A gov in a white shirt knocking at your door
Fuck Miss Melinda, who you looking at you whore?
Back on the roadside thanks to the most high
I give thanks and I pray to Him most nights
These young niggas don't know life
I was on the road with my gun on me both sides
Itching on no glide, they're snitching, gave bro life
That's why when I ride I pitch and leave no sign
Death before dishonour, if you snitch then you're a goner
Don Corleone in the streets, I'm a squalor

[Hook]
I was married to the streets, banging in the beef
Hanging with my G's, slanging white and B
I never knew I'd be a boss, to live this life I paid the cost
We ship the keys in, when they come we take them off
I'm still married to the streets, my killers bang on enemies
Keep my circle small, we don't hang with frenemies
I paid the price to be the boss, I gave my life, I see the loss
Don Corleone's not the one you wanna cross