[Verse 1]
Grew up the big boy on the block
We had big toys, never like to talk
We playin', scufflin', throwin' rocks
Unwrap that bar, eat that choc
We had to feed the tables, chicken stock
Maybe if we lucky we get another drop
Sixteen year old girls taking off their tops
Just to make some money
'Cause in Milford Haven you ain't got nothin' and it's funny
We seem posh from the outside
But on the inside we let shots slide
We never goin' where the cops ride
In fear for our life
Growin' up I nеver seen a cop stop a fucking fight
I remembеr them chasin' me, back in year five
Not saving fucking lives, I mean
Not everybody's perfect, but atleast stop someone from getting knived, you see
I'm getting mad at the new global depression
Black lives matter, there's nothing to mention
More than the facts, we all know that they belong in this world
Kids shooting up rallies, left off with his coins
'Cause the cops didn't mind, they say that he protectin' their land
But we all fucking know that he should be banned
And at this point, I'm fucking scared of America
What they hidin' from me, they just show us TV shows starring women called Erika
Now let's talk about a dead legend called Etika
Was a kid, sixteen, with a big dream, but one day it got too much for him
Went to the fucking bridge and jumped off the rim
That's why fuckers don't know what they sayin'
When they kys to a motherfucker and they complainin'
Spreading hate 'cause someone's bad at Call of Duty
Then go back to Pokimane's streams to call her a cutie
I mean, we don't get no freedom of speech
Most people think that I ain't intelligent
But I can insure you that I'm more than just negligence
But this weight on my fucking shoulder, man it feels like an elephant
And our only excuse for winning in beefs, is saying that the competitor's irrelevant
And I don't want to be malevolent
But some people got no logic, they just showin' us fake evidence
This my TED talk
And that's why I'm the big boy on the block
[Verse 2]
Big boy talk, on the big boy ting
We had to spark it, let a couple crackers ring
Motherfuckers singing hymns
I still remember the ring of the silence
The beeps and the sirens
Stackin' up dead bodies in the streets but now it's just pile-ons
And the bodies in the sky could be miles or
The high talk of a survivor
Who went through the tragedy
Of getting hit by the cops who don't know what they doin' but still thinking that they manly
But they still got man on knees
Sitting on their cavity
Pushing out their lung capacity
Once again, this is my TED talk
And that's why I'm the big boy on the block
Once and for all