Hook - Genesis Elijah

Riders on the frontline
Rebels in the back
Killers on the corner
Trappers in the trap
Spend time and money
Never gettin’ back
No second looks you can’t get a second back

Verse 1 - Phoenix da Icefire

There was a legend named Ringo known and feared knew how to hold a stare older kin folk
Motoroller holding back then we sent ringtones shifted weight like insanity he moved slit throat,
Pitbulls that barked down your men disrespectful,
A symphony of sirens tearing up the street sinful,
Knocking out fools flossed out jewels
A fistful known to blast missiles never walked past an issue
Dirty south had to watch your mouth like Rollys
As I speak on time on shit that was hidden like Shinobi’s
Top of Deptford market at the Anchor with the junkies
Jumanji bred killers like their name was Ted Bundy
Heroin induced alcoholic juice love me is what his heart is crying out
I saw it in his eyes trust me
Hood heroes flexing on zero clothes dusty shame we never reasoned how time flies its ugly touched me
It cuts deep like self harm I’m wishful that one day you’ll make it out alive man we miss you

Hook - Genesis Elijah

Riders on the frontline
Rebels in the back
Killers on the corner
Trappers in the trap
Spend time and money
Never gettin’ back
No second looks you can’t get a second back

Verse 2 - Ramson Badbonez

You were that villain continuous on the block
And had the wannabes on smash just like a strong dad
And in a moment was showing them they were not that
Those who played the role there where knocked flat or got shanked like a boss
Man had them silent in your presence and with a hot hand showed them violence is your preference
Emulate a dark seeker like in I am legend and for the sake of it violating in a second
And you thought that shit was funny
Robbing and eating them runners taking their grub and money
Heavily armed and bally like what your Karma carries show me a gully goons and result that wasn't ugly thug
With a rare limp made the fear stick like hair pins to bare kids
Have them scared stiff like Blair Witch
When they feared your name alone until they saw you naked in that footage on the phone parading on the road

Hook - Genesis Elijah

Riders on the frontline
Rebels in the back
Killers on the corner
Trappers in the trap
Spend time and money
Never gettin’ back
No second looks you can’t get a second back

Verse 3 - Cyclonious

This youth was calm never militant
Born from East African immigrants
The violence from back home was dissonant
Peace was a stimulant he thought he would never grasp
Flew to Britain quick fast wishing for a contrast
Linked up with the locals trying to fit in and not be seen
Spotted by the neighbourhood wolves prowling for a cuisine
Stuck their teeth in, every time they saw him, they were feasting
Wishing for death just to release him
But it never came, all he felt was shame
He blamed the locals who watched on and witnessed his pain
One late night he found a gun thrown in the park
It was loaded he concealed it, left out to embark
He waited out on the estate knowing the wolves would spot him
And here they came they surrounded him yelling "We got him"
Shots rang out and bodies started dropping
What he ran from he became and there was no stopping

Hook - Genesis Elijah

Riders on the frontline
Rebels in the back
Killers on the corner
Trappers in the trap
Spend time and money
Never gettin’ back
No second looks you can’t get a second back

Verse 4 - Genesis Elijah

So comfortable on a track with killers
Cos I’ve been in the trap with killers
Night shift, day shift, ape shit
Black gorillas, predators prey on the sacrilegious
Amen, I’m one of the ones who made it out the playpen
Some played gangsters and stayed boys, never made men
Bore responsibility for great strength
Learned the difference between real enemies and fake friends
Mate, I’ve been givin’ you jewels and you don’t even hear ‘em
These other rappers feel my presence, I ain’t even near ‘em
My inner demons screamed when they realized I didn’t fear ‘em
I’m peerless, this ain’t a theory it’s a theorem
Yeah, this is pain not poetry
These are private thoughts I paint for the globe to see
I became more than I was ever supposed to be
At home at heights I weren’t supposed to reach

Hook - Genesis Elijah

Riders on the frontline
Rebels in the back
Killers on the corner
Trappers in the trap
Spend time and money
Never gettin’ back
No second looks you can’t get a second back