No More Eatin’

No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for them now

No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now

All started when I was eight
First time I ever got ate
What a piece of cake
Man’s eatin’ off me like I was a plate

Now I’m in the estate walking the streets of Gate
With eyes that merge with tears streaming down my bloodshot face
‘Cause some Irish kid just took my bike away

Now my step-dad’s pissed
And he’s looking for this pikey bray
Asking me what he looked like
I told him his clothes were Nike made

I felt so ashamed when he asked me
Why I let him take my bike, fuck putting up a fight
All I could do was turn away

Turn the page, six years later and now I’m fourteen years of age
Life’s a daze, so is my brain, smoking too much purple haze
High is how I spend my days, still I feel to snap
‘Coz though I’m holdin’ it down at school
At street I’m still gettin’ jacked, still gettin’ attacked

And ask why I can’t find the balls to hit them back
Hit ‘em back, eat up these cats like I eat up a track
It’s only when I turned sixteen that I start facin’ facts
Saw how the weed made me act
Kicked the habit like it was laced with crack

No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for them now, blud

No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now
No more eatin’ for them now

No more thinkin’ too deep
I ain’t who your crew eats
‘Coz now I do peeps
And it’s worse than when I slew peeps

Hit ‘em hard like new beats
Straight out the studio
Got a dangerous mind that is spitting
More dangerous rhyme than Coolio

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Now I’m eighteen years of age and I’m shottin’ the zest
I still ain’t got no bucky or no bulletproof vest
Just a wall full of pain for the next cunt who tries test

I’m nineteen years to the day
And it’s been three since someone tried it
As soon as they do I’m a knock their lights out like they were ultraviolet
They got their eyes on my stash but trying to style it
They know I’m makin’ cash, tho I look brass, ‘coz I try to keep it quiet

But I shot the chungest peng, it ain’t no secret
And given half a chance yo half these cats would wanna eat it
Plus they know I don’t get high so my supply builds up their appetite
And now they wanna feed it, take me for a fuckin’ egit

I always knew it was gonna happen
So when it did I beat the kid ’til he was blue ‘n’ black
And told him, “Who you think you’re jackin?”
Packed a punch, yes a punch, that’s what I was packin’
Hit the fuckin’ cunt so hard he’d already started blattin’

Before he hit the floor like a sack of potatoes
Face plant, knocked the teeth right out his cake hole
Then sent him on his way yo with one last thing to say though

Thought I was somethin’ to eat up
You made a mistake, bro, you made a mistake, bro
You just made the biggest fuckin’ mistake
of your sorry, little fuckin’ life, bro

No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for you now, blud

No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for you now, blud

No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for you now, blud

No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for you now, blud

No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’ for you now
No more eatin’, no more eatin’ for you now, blud