Sixteen 16s | EP8

So the saga runs on
This is still London same
Billy with a truncheon
Now aimin their guns on shots to the sternum
Cock Back Burn ‘em
Or choke an immigrant incase
You brothers ain't learnin
Here’s a little reminder the symbolic debt
Like, when they use to hange ‘em
And tag ‘em for stealin bread
And all you were focused ons
What the victim evolved with
Where they on the road did they
Wear a hoodie or smoke spliffs?
Couldn’t give a shit if they
Licked a million shots
Death penalty has been abolished, has it not?
And I seen way more drugs
At Glastonbury than Carnival
But they don’t feel the need to send
The police with arms at all
And while the paedophiles walk free
Public enemy number one my brother
It's still you and me
To see what’s going on
You ain't gotta be a clever sod
It’s all about race and class
Just like it ever was