Foreign Beggars - Flashback Lyrics

I was just a young buck, growing up quick
Catch a flashback,we were livin that shit

I grew up on a council plot
Aint have a lot but my jam was cotch
Me and my older bro
Cuz, madre and my pops
We had that dialler box,
Watched top of the pops
These polaroid flicks of ya boy -
'll make you double clock
A troubled flock
The old folk they used fuss lot
More time I felt the belt or the knuckle drop
Poppa was an old school head,
He had a temper on him
Grandma told her, go call feds,
She went December on him
1985 that was the big freeze
Ice skating on road at minus 6 degrees
Frozen to my toe in the snow
On my way to Gospel Oak where I was hoping to go
Shit was a blizzard G
Grinning as the spring time peaked
She brought the summer back
Running home, hoping to catch the end of Thundercats
My cuzzy done his grit in the streets
I seen him push a fresh banger every night of the week
That shit was peak

I was just a young buck, growing up quick
Catch a flashback, we were livin that shit

Used to rock a black bandana bangin Testament, Sepultura
Napalm Death cassette tearin' the school up
Gorefest, Death, Suffocation and Biohazard
Pantera new Nirvana i was alive and at it
94 caught stealin' a cd that was at Park n' Shop
20 kids up in the GM drinkin' at concord
Murder was the case tape playin up in the U-haul
Hidin' off the street from police hittin that Newport
Wrote Drop then Sore, 94 baggin that Graphotism
Sparvar or MTN, Chromies was smashing Britain
Big up DDS, ATG Fume or Kilo
Elk, Steaz, Mace bus case with Pete n Vizo, Pera
Classics on my feet hard steppin to Brooockie
Bless Telepalepa, The End, Swerve & Rumba
Ice, Kool, Origin Mak or Rude FM
Big up Det, Skibba, Shabba, GQ, Hyper & Funsta