From East - Fourward, Pep

I’m from East where the mandem are

From East where the mandem are

Man’s from East where the mandem are

From East where the mandem are

Look, I’m from East London, belly of the beast, London

Feds seen so we breeze round the T junction

And if you’ve been wondering, we’re the shit

But even when the clouds pee on them, that ain’t the cause of these thunderings

Man are waiting for Guy Fawkes to test it

Cause they’ll never suspect it so there’ll be no apprehending

He’s probably got a weapon just so he could cut the tension

Cause when man preed you, there ain’t no pretending, I’m

From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)

From East where the gyal dem are (cold)

My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody (shook, shook, shook)

From where?

From everybody knows

From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)

From East where the gyal dem are (cold)

My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody (shook, shook, shook)

From where?

From everybody knows

Yeah, we roll deep when we slide up in your space

Crew’s nasty inside the place

We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same

Just boys in the hood doing it our way

We roll deep when we slide up in your space

Crew’s nasty inside the place

We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same

Just boys in the hood doing it our way

Yo, we put our hands together for profit, then amen it

Cause being broke just needs amending, hope it’s from riding

A sentence, not riding a sentence

That line was so real, didn’t write in a sentence, I’m

Too grown for the beef tings

I do meetings then meet tings, send your girl my greetings

Yeah, grind all week out and week in

Cause I’m from East, ain’t no one no weakling, I’m

From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)

From East where the gyal dem are cold

My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody shook, shook, shook

From where?

From everybody knows

From East where the mandem are (bop, bop, bop)

From East where the gyal dem are (cold)

My squad’s rough, ain’t nobody shook, shook, shook

From where?

From everybody knows, look

We roll deep when we slide up in your space

Crew’s nasty inside the place

We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same

Just boys in the hood doing it our way

We roll deep when we slide up in your space

Crew’s nasty inside the place

We scare dem, we don’t rhyme the same

Just boys in the hood doing it our way

Yeah, our way

Doing it our way

Our way

Doing it our way

Oh my