“Your Daughter Is So Cheap We Bought Her”
We tried to silence you, giving you prison, court, & a trial/
But we couldn't buy you, so we went & bought your child/
Your rap had to be banned, cause your style was the truth/
You dared to name the fam, now your child don't like you
Fed her the food of the gullible, & now her stomach is full/
Does it hurt you get none at all, or to talk on a call
On Facebook we see it all, cause your daughter's a div/
So believes any bull, that we ever talk from our lips
Being the thoughts that you spit, are a threat to the fam/
We friended up a kid, who we couldn't give a damn
As long as Sam is happy, & that Steve's deceived/
We'll just claim that her daddy, is just an evil seed
When the evil deeds, were all done by us/
Keeping CCTV, so he don't come for us
Making sure he's not believed, is some fun for us/
With a need to keep lying, cause I couldn't keep a Hub's
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But we couldn't buy you, so we went & bought your child/
Your rap had to be banned, cause your style was the truth/
You dared to name the fam, now your child don't like you
Fed her the food of the gullible, & now her stomach is full/
Does it hurt you get none at all, or to talk on a call
On Facebook we see it all, cause your daughter's a div/
So believes any bull, that we ever talk from our lips
Being the thoughts that you spit, are a threat to the fam/
We friended up a kid, who we couldn't give a damn
As long as Sam is happy, & that Steve's deceived/
We'll just claim that her daddy, is just an evil seed
When the evil deeds, were all done by us/
Keeping CCTV, so he don't come for us
Making sure he's not believed, is some fun for us/
With a need to keep lying, cause I couldn't keep a Hub's
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“The Manipulation Of A Child For Your Own Selfish Gain”
If you know a child's being abused, it is your job to report it/
Yet many just choose to ignore the truth, and call bullsh*t
They'll often enforce it with violence, then silence who talks it/
Cause of course when sh*t hit's the fan, it's the victim who caused it
They made out that I talk sh*t, so had me remanded in jail/
When in fact it was the force that had caused this, court with no bail
I called them all out like wow, and see bars for my bars/
Giving the court the details, they tried do me like Jigga did Nas
With three charges and a bar, two of them suspended like my pen/
Like how heartless are these b*stards, I had to slew em all again
It was then they friended my daughter, then pretended they liked her/
Just so they could silence her with money, cause money excites her
Yet despised she was Mixed, since Vicki gave birth to my child/
But being my kid wasn't white, she got wiped like my smile
I see these demons like Belial, and I Shao-Lynch like The Wu/
And if you're a pedophile or enabler, I will dis-able you.
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Yet many just choose to ignore the truth, and call bullsh*t
They'll often enforce it with violence, then silence who talks it/
Cause of course when sh*t hit's the fan, it's the victim who caused it
They made out that I talk sh*t, so had me remanded in jail/
When in fact it was the force that had caused this, court with no bail
I called them all out like wow, and see bars for my bars/
Giving the court the details, they tried do me like Jigga did Nas
With three charges and a bar, two of them suspended like my pen/
Like how heartless are these b*stards, I had to slew em all again
It was then they friended my daughter, then pretended they liked her/
Just so they could silence her with money, cause money excites her
Yet despised she was Mixed, since Vicki gave birth to my child/
But being my kid wasn't white, she got wiped like my smile
I see these demons like Belial, and I Shao-Lynch like The Wu/
And if you're a pedophile or enabler, I will dis-able you.
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My Racist Family...
18 years ago this beautiful mixed race baby was born to a loving mother & father but unfortunately for her, her father’s narcissistic multi-millionaire dad (Martin) was a sadistic racist who couldn’t stand the fact there was now ‘a black Person’ in the Dunne bloodline therefore disowned the child on the first day she was born, forcing the other members to follow suit leaving the poor child without a family.. 🤬 all the while the evil step mother Julia stood by & did absolutely nothing, the same as when the dad would beat the boy with his slipper & cane as a kid, typical.
Eventually her father then went on to expose this hateful little man & his small minded racist bs only to be held on remand in Chelmsford, then following a week long court case at the Crown, his whole life story & material was banned for five years. 😮
This little girl is my daughter & I will never let this matter rest until justice has been served!
Yes #BlackLivesMatter Gone awfully quiet ain’t ya mummy & daddy, funny that.. 🙄
Eventually her father then went on to expose this hateful little man & his small minded racist bs only to be held on remand in Chelmsford, then following a week long court case at the Crown, his whole life story & material was banned for five years. 😮
This little girl is my daughter & I will never let this matter rest until justice has been served!
Yes #BlackLivesMatter Gone awfully quiet ain’t ya mummy & daddy, funny that.. 🙄
“Alisha’s Advocate”
(Hook by Lil Wayne)
I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.1)
I miss you baby girl, but all the fight I had is gone/
Too many sleepless nights stressed out, in a lonely house with your mum
240 miles, just to provide for my likkle child/
Still that didn't stop shit getting vile, outcasted like some pedophile
I never really smiled, if I did, it was all a front/
To act like sh*t weren't affecting me, when really deep down inside it was
See that fat slug you've been taught to call grandma, had herself a plan/
To rid baby girl of her dad, so she could play the part of the man
See she hated man's, cause everytime she dated man's/
They breeded her, but never needed her, & that made her fat arse mad
So she ridded all three dad's, to all four of her kids/
So she could play the part of the victim, single mum on welfare & all that sh*t
Seee she did it quite well, cause two of the three girl's believed her/
The son was a junkie, the other girl see through the lies & leaved her
Left her all alone, depressed in some ex junkie home/
So she took all 4 of the grandkids, & changed her number to her mobile phone.
(Hook by Lil Wayne)
I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.2)
So she cried some crocodile tears, & popped some government drugs/
Acting like, all she ever felt for them kids was love
But like she said in her own words, she loved Johnny & Liam/
But when it come to Terri & Demi, she had no time fi' em
Anyway, soon come her gift from above, named likkle Alisha/
It weren't long after girl, she realised she needed ya
To end all her loneliness, which was clearly self inflicted/
So she started playing games, bad naming me to Vicki
Sh*t was kinda tricky, cause my only reaction is retaliate/
When the bond between all 3 of us, was being destroyed due to her games
But your mother was already brainwashed, by her mother's constant lies/
Telling her it ain't important, for a likkle girl to have a daddy in her life
See I had to get out, before I let out, all the demons that were gradually starting to surface/
I feel for you girl, you're perfect, you just don't deserve this
So I try word this, the only way, that I can/
I'm so lonely without you girl, I just hope you'll never forget, I'll always be your dad.
(Hook by Lil Wayne)
I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.3)
How can I go on, living my life the way that I am/
Without my baby dial, must admit that I'm half that man
I was, stayin buzzed, to forget the way that it is/
I wish I could just sleep forever y'know & put an end to all this bullshit
I can't call it shit, it's just the cards that I've been dealt/
So hard by myself, heart ripped, missing my likkle girl/
But ain't nothing I can do, cause both numbers have been changed/
Different house, different spouse, ain't nothing ever stays the same
So it's just me & my pain again, back together as one/
I wanna play with my daughter again, but I got a switch b*tch baby mum
Intent on destroying the bond, that was there from her very first breath/
But now she's gone, I'm trapped in the eternal storm, what the f*ck have I got left?
What am I fighting for, not sure what life's got left for me instore/
I just know I'm on my knees on the floor, pleading the lord, so sore!!
Please answer me most high, cause it's times like these, that I really need ya/
To show me better ways, to reach better days, Wagwan Alisha.
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I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.1)
I miss you baby girl, but all the fight I had is gone/
Too many sleepless nights stressed out, in a lonely house with your mum
240 miles, just to provide for my likkle child/
Still that didn't stop shit getting vile, outcasted like some pedophile
I never really smiled, if I did, it was all a front/
To act like sh*t weren't affecting me, when really deep down inside it was
See that fat slug you've been taught to call grandma, had herself a plan/
To rid baby girl of her dad, so she could play the part of the man
See she hated man's, cause everytime she dated man's/
They breeded her, but never needed her, & that made her fat arse mad
So she ridded all three dad's, to all four of her kids/
So she could play the part of the victim, single mum on welfare & all that sh*t
Seee she did it quite well, cause two of the three girl's believed her/
The son was a junkie, the other girl see through the lies & leaved her
Left her all alone, depressed in some ex junkie home/
So she took all 4 of the grandkids, & changed her number to her mobile phone.
(Hook by Lil Wayne)
I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.2)
So she cried some crocodile tears, & popped some government drugs/
Acting like, all she ever felt for them kids was love
But like she said in her own words, she loved Johnny & Liam/
But when it come to Terri & Demi, she had no time fi' em
Anyway, soon come her gift from above, named likkle Alisha/
It weren't long after girl, she realised she needed ya
To end all her loneliness, which was clearly self inflicted/
So she started playing games, bad naming me to Vicki
Sh*t was kinda tricky, cause my only reaction is retaliate/
When the bond between all 3 of us, was being destroyed due to her games
But your mother was already brainwashed, by her mother's constant lies/
Telling her it ain't important, for a likkle girl to have a daddy in her life
See I had to get out, before I let out, all the demons that were gradually starting to surface/
I feel for you girl, you're perfect, you just don't deserve this
So I try word this, the only way, that I can/
I'm so lonely without you girl, I just hope you'll never forget, I'll always be your dad.
(Hook by Lil Wayne)
I didn't mean to walk away, but I hear every word they say/
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like, la, la, laaa
Now I'm sitting in this godamn cage, reminising about my day/
With your blood all over my sleeve, as the devil sings, la, la, laaaa...
(Verse.3)
How can I go on, living my life the way that I am/
Without my baby dial, must admit that I'm half that man
I was, stayin buzzed, to forget the way that it is/
I wish I could just sleep forever y'know & put an end to all this bullshit
I can't call it shit, it's just the cards that I've been dealt/
So hard by myself, heart ripped, missing my likkle girl/
But ain't nothing I can do, cause both numbers have been changed/
Different house, different spouse, ain't nothing ever stays the same
So it's just me & my pain again, back together as one/
I wanna play with my daughter again, but I got a switch b*tch baby mum
Intent on destroying the bond, that was there from her very first breath/
But now she's gone, I'm trapped in the eternal storm, what the f*ck have I got left?
What am I fighting for, not sure what life's got left for me instore/
I just know I'm on my knees on the floor, pleading the lord, so sore!!
Please answer me most high, cause it's times like these, that I really need ya/
To show me better ways, to reach better days, Wagwan Alisha.
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“Why Lie To My Daughter”
Daughter's mother clings to my family, my step mother clings to mine/
Daughter's mother thinks they're family, lovely mother's springs to mind
Undercover is how they roll, so that they can control my little girl/
Both are the devil with no soul, both are destined to burn in Hell
They both lie and deny the truth, the same truths which I write/
Scared that good will defeat evil, when the truth comes to light
This is why I do what I do, even though I'm risking five years inside/
Because what's five years inside, when the last fifteen you've died
Crying lakes into deserts, until all the water runs dry/
For every day that you're missing, in your young daughter's life
They caused you this strife, then left you homeless to bleed/
In the hope you'd go end your life, so their lies could be believed
They will lie, cheat and deceive, like The US Gov does the whole world/
All the while making stuff up, so that they can mislead the poor girl
Into thinking Daddy never loved her, when he loves her more than rap/
But she cannot ask either mother, because both mother's feed her crap.
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Daughter's mother thinks they're family, lovely mother's springs to mind
Undercover is how they roll, so that they can control my little girl/
Both are the devil with no soul, both are destined to burn in Hell
They both lie and deny the truth, the same truths which I write/
Scared that good will defeat evil, when the truth comes to light
This is why I do what I do, even though I'm risking five years inside/
Because what's five years inside, when the last fifteen you've died
Crying lakes into deserts, until all the water runs dry/
For every day that you're missing, in your young daughter's life
They caused you this strife, then left you homeless to bleed/
In the hope you'd go end your life, so their lies could be believed
They will lie, cheat and deceive, like The US Gov does the whole world/
All the while making stuff up, so that they can mislead the poor girl
Into thinking Daddy never loved her, when he loves her more than rap/
But she cannot ask either mother, because both mother's feed her crap.
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“The Punishment Must Fit The Crime”
I'm finding it hard fighting the feeling, to not go slump my daughters mum/
Leaving claret on the walls & ceiling, as she lays cradling her newborn son
You see this c*nt denied me my daughter for ten, due to nothing but spite/
Then thinks she can give it to him, like I won't separate them both from life
For over ten years I've tried for contact, only for her to decline every time/
So if I were to put a couple shots in her back, it'd be all her fault, not mine
Because in my mind the punishment must fit the crime, perfectly to a T/
So if that involves putting this c*nt to sleep, then what will be will be
And ain't a police force or court in the country, who can stop what I write/
But I guarantee that heads will roll, when I lose control and light up the sky
On a cold northern night, when they're least aware and drop their guards/
Will most likely be the night, that gunman will lick off the door to her yard
Before putting a couple of shots into him, just to witness her broken heart/
As I stand there grinning like a sicko, armed with the ting & a drama mask
I didn't ask for any of this drama, I asked to see my child and was denied/
So now she must meet karma, and karma wants her to say goodnight.
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Leaving claret on the walls & ceiling, as she lays cradling her newborn son
You see this c*nt denied me my daughter for ten, due to nothing but spite/
Then thinks she can give it to him, like I won't separate them both from life
For over ten years I've tried for contact, only for her to decline every time/
So if I were to put a couple shots in her back, it'd be all her fault, not mine
Because in my mind the punishment must fit the crime, perfectly to a T/
So if that involves putting this c*nt to sleep, then what will be will be
And ain't a police force or court in the country, who can stop what I write/
But I guarantee that heads will roll, when I lose control and light up the sky
On a cold northern night, when they're least aware and drop their guards/
Will most likely be the night, that gunman will lick off the door to her yard
Before putting a couple of shots into him, just to witness her broken heart/
As I stand there grinning like a sicko, armed with the ting & a drama mask
I didn't ask for any of this drama, I asked to see my child and was denied/
So now she must meet karma, and karma wants her to say goodnight.
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“The Racist”
Mr Dunne had a daughter, who's skin was mixed with black/
But being his daddy was racist, he wasn't happy with that
So on the day of her birth, was the day she was disowned/
None of the family could see her, or even come to our home
All alone in a world, where that little girl meant so much/
We were put through a Hell, The Devil's Hell couldn't touch
I felt crushed & defeated, my daughter was cheated of love/
It was my father I needed, not this narcasstic Nazi c*nt/
After splitting with her mother, her mother played games/
Doing everything she could, to keep my daughter away
I then penned it onto paper, from the paper to the net/
Only to get nicked for this sh*t, they said I'd written threats
Spending twenty-seven days in jail, a next seven in crown/
Seven to eleven was the sentence, they failed to give out
I could not reveal from my mouth, what my daddy had done/
I could not name his whereabouts, or the name of my mum
I had to pretend it didn't happen, or I'd get up to five for rap/
Like I was gonna lie to my own child, when these are all facts.
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But being his daddy was racist, he wasn't happy with that
So on the day of her birth, was the day she was disowned/
None of the family could see her, or even come to our home
All alone in a world, where that little girl meant so much/
We were put through a Hell, The Devil's Hell couldn't touch
I felt crushed & defeated, my daughter was cheated of love/
It was my father I needed, not this narcasstic Nazi c*nt/
After splitting with her mother, her mother played games/
Doing everything she could, to keep my daughter away
I then penned it onto paper, from the paper to the net/
Only to get nicked for this sh*t, they said I'd written threats
Spending twenty-seven days in jail, a next seven in crown/
Seven to eleven was the sentence, they failed to give out
I could not reveal from my mouth, what my daddy had done/
I could not name his whereabouts, or the name of my mum
I had to pretend it didn't happen, or I'd get up to five for rap/
Like I was gonna lie to my own child, when these are all facts.
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“I’m About To Catch A Body”
You disowned my only child, on the night she was born/
Then out of spite you friended her, when I wouldn't conform
Now I wouldn't be suprised, if your loved ones got corned/
On the night I choose to ride, through the eye of the storm
I will always write what I like, and what I write isn't norm/
And when I light up your child, I bet your smile will be gone
I'm too strong to be struck, like a truck by a bike/
Like all the while I'm rhyming, they think I won't strike
Until they're crying on the floor, for a body I caught/
Like I'm sure I'm writing more, for a glorious assault
I was fooled by the white man, and raised by a Yardie/
Say goodbye to your lifespan, when I Ed you Like Hardy
Put you to bed like your Cardi, and me I'm the Breezer/
If Fed's want the body parts, they can start in my freezer
With the heart of a geezer, I walk the path of the brave/
And since they par with Alisha, I shall park em in grave.
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Then out of spite you friended her, when I wouldn't conform
Now I wouldn't be suprised, if your loved ones got corned/
On the night I choose to ride, through the eye of the storm
I will always write what I like, and what I write isn't norm/
And when I light up your child, I bet your smile will be gone
I'm too strong to be struck, like a truck by a bike/
Like all the while I'm rhyming, they think I won't strike
Until they're crying on the floor, for a body I caught/
Like I'm sure I'm writing more, for a glorious assault
I was fooled by the white man, and raised by a Yardie/
Say goodbye to your lifespan, when I Ed you Like Hardy
Put you to bed like your Cardi, and me I'm the Breezer/
If Fed's want the body parts, they can start in my freezer
With the heart of a geezer, I walk the path of the brave/
And since they par with Alisha, I shall park em in grave.
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“Take Yours From You”
You took mine from me, I'm gonna take yours from you/
And when you're crying on the floor, you'll know the war's through
I am gonna choke his little throat, til his face it turns blue/
Then when Murder Was The Case, I'll be famous like Snoop
In pursuit, through the hoops that I'm gonna make you jump/
For making me the Fruit-Loop, no disputing he'll get slumped
Like the mother clearly begged it, trying to ruin me for fun/
They charged me like electric, so it'll be hectic when I come/
Talking reckless with the tongue, will put your son in a grave/
Hannibal Lecter, Red Rum, I'll put your son in a steak
I wonder if the dad will get brave, when his son's in my spliff/
And if he does he best pray, to a god that don't exist
A punishment won't exist, if I shoot myself after/
Though more than likely, I'll probably die from laughter
I'm the after birth, of an abortion pill that didn't work/
And like I'm good with words, I'll be good at making you hurt.
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And when you're crying on the floor, you'll know the war's through
I am gonna choke his little throat, til his face it turns blue/
Then when Murder Was The Case, I'll be famous like Snoop
In pursuit, through the hoops that I'm gonna make you jump/
For making me the Fruit-Loop, no disputing he'll get slumped
Like the mother clearly begged it, trying to ruin me for fun/
They charged me like electric, so it'll be hectic when I come/
Talking reckless with the tongue, will put your son in a grave/
Hannibal Lecter, Red Rum, I'll put your son in a steak
I wonder if the dad will get brave, when his son's in my spliff/
And if he does he best pray, to a god that don't exist
A punishment won't exist, if I shoot myself after/
Though more than likely, I'll probably die from laughter
I'm the after birth, of an abortion pill that didn't work/
And like I'm good with words, I'll be good at making you hurt.
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“No Child Of Mine”
My step mother abused me, and you took her side/
Yet had the cheek to use me, for the money I provide
I'm sure long before puberty, you were disowned/
By a family who banned you, from coming their home
Your skintone offended, them who wished you was white/
Yet you went and befriended, like a b*tch out of spite/
You must think that you're right, and can do what you like/
Like ain't a price to be paid, on the day that I'll strike
I guess you think that you're clever, surrounded by Narcs/
Like the one who's my mother, and tried to drown me in bath
All your mother does is just laugh, like I laugh at her son/
So when her mother departs, I've got some bars for the c*nt
I'm sure her son is a Smack-head, and that gets me amused/
Just like the day that I bashed his head, & made him confused
He then ran back to his mother, who then gave him a knife/
For him to cut me like butter, thinking he could come take my life.
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Yet had the cheek to use me, for the money I provide
I'm sure long before puberty, you were disowned/
By a family who banned you, from coming their home
Your skintone offended, them who wished you was white/
Yet you went and befriended, like a b*tch out of spite/
You must think that you're right, and can do what you like/
Like ain't a price to be paid, on the day that I'll strike
I guess you think that you're clever, surrounded by Narcs/
Like the one who's my mother, and tried to drown me in bath
All your mother does is just laugh, like I laugh at her son/
So when her mother departs, I've got some bars for the c*nt
I'm sure her son is a Smack-head, and that gets me amused/
Just like the day that I bashed his head, & made him confused
He then ran back to his mother, who then gave him a knife/
For him to cut me like butter, thinking he could come take my life.
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“My Scarred Heart”
Unloved for so long, I find it hard to let people love me/
My heart is scarred from the past, I feel no better than ugly
What I wouldn't do for her to hug me, like when she was young/
One of the rare few to touch me, and have my heart for so long
Breaking the heart of her mum, was the reason I have been denied/
Access to my beautiful little child, for what has been most of her life
I have cried so many tears, and wasted the best years of my life/
Constantly fighting her mum, for the rights she denied out of spite
I took to writing cause it hurt, then I got locked up for the words/
I was so lost without her, when all I ever wanted was her
My daughter's mother would flaunt her, like a prize she had won/
She would taunt me and laugh, along with her cancerous mum
My step mum stood and did nothing, while my daddy just grinned/
Cause both of them are racist, and did not like the colour of her skin
My baby was gone, my ink was banned, so what else was I to do/
But to stay strong, make a plan and to continue with what is truth.
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My heart is scarred from the past, I feel no better than ugly
What I wouldn't do for her to hug me, like when she was young/
One of the rare few to touch me, and have my heart for so long
Breaking the heart of her mum, was the reason I have been denied/
Access to my beautiful little child, for what has been most of her life
I have cried so many tears, and wasted the best years of my life/
Constantly fighting her mum, for the rights she denied out of spite
I took to writing cause it hurt, then I got locked up for the words/
I was so lost without her, when all I ever wanted was her
My daughter's mother would flaunt her, like a prize she had won/
She would taunt me and laugh, along with her cancerous mum
My step mum stood and did nothing, while my daddy just grinned/
Cause both of them are racist, and did not like the colour of her skin
My baby was gone, my ink was banned, so what else was I to do/
But to stay strong, make a plan and to continue with what is truth.
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“Bars From Behind Bars”
All I ever wanted was a Father, to love & hold me tight/
Now all I have is a cell, where it's so lonely & cold at night
Eyes holding back the tears, so my peers don't think that I'm weak/
So many years I've spent looking answers, so many questions to a past that runs so deep
Using poetry as my release, to escape my bleak surroundings/
From the abuse I received since a youth, to under the roof of the prison landings
Deeply regretting the texts I sent, 'cause sending 'em sent me to HMP/
Like my life weren't already a sentence, closing my eyes, pretending that I'm free
But in reality I'm caged like an animal, for the crime of a cry for help/
For fighting back against my misery, lyrically for the rights of my likkle girl
It's me, myself & I now, living for the hope of better days/
Sweating from the eyebrow, ever since I got attacked on my second day
I know there's gotta be a better way, & with the right help, I know I'll find it/
Cause God blessed me with the talent of rhyme, but in time I let my anger blind it
Deep in my heart I wish I could rewind it, to the time when my mind was pure like snow/
But for now I'll just seek the cure, 'cause I've got such a long way to go.
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Now all I have is a cell, where it's so lonely & cold at night
Eyes holding back the tears, so my peers don't think that I'm weak/
So many years I've spent looking answers, so many questions to a past that runs so deep
Using poetry as my release, to escape my bleak surroundings/
From the abuse I received since a youth, to under the roof of the prison landings
Deeply regretting the texts I sent, 'cause sending 'em sent me to HMP/
Like my life weren't already a sentence, closing my eyes, pretending that I'm free
But in reality I'm caged like an animal, for the crime of a cry for help/
For fighting back against my misery, lyrically for the rights of my likkle girl
It's me, myself & I now, living for the hope of better days/
Sweating from the eyebrow, ever since I got attacked on my second day
I know there's gotta be a better way, & with the right help, I know I'll find it/
Cause God blessed me with the talent of rhyme, but in time I let my anger blind it
Deep in my heart I wish I could rewind it, to the time when my mind was pure like snow/
But for now I'll just seek the cure, 'cause I've got such a long way to go.
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“Real Me”
I wrote them hip-hop bars, until they give me three charge/
Put behind them Chelmsford bars, did three weeks on remand
Bailed for six months, until my trial at the Crown/
They were going for my lyrics, like they did my child, I frowned
Everything I wrote down, every damn poem I published/
Every rap I ever rapped, like every single flow was rubbish
They said it was all slander, they called it threats to kill/
I said how could this be, when all I did was keep it real
My daddy he had squeeled, read my thoughts and called Old Bill/
Now I was standing in the Crown, nothing funny, sh*t was real
Should a took a pill and chill, instead of reveal it to the filth/
Never thought I would get court, I thought I was about to get a deal
Who would of thought my thoughts could kill, .... ain't no remorse still/
Didn't take much to break the fake, I take it my thoughts are too real
I thought I would reveal, they thought to send me jail/
They thought my dreams were killed, obviously they all failed.
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Put behind them Chelmsford bars, did three weeks on remand
Bailed for six months, until my trial at the Crown/
They were going for my lyrics, like they did my child, I frowned
Everything I wrote down, every damn poem I published/
Every rap I ever rapped, like every single flow was rubbish
They said it was all slander, they called it threats to kill/
I said how could this be, when all I did was keep it real
My daddy he had squeeled, read my thoughts and called Old Bill/
Now I was standing in the Crown, nothing funny, sh*t was real
Should a took a pill and chill, instead of reveal it to the filth/
Never thought I would get court, I thought I was about to get a deal
Who would of thought my thoughts could kill, .... ain't no remorse still/
Didn't take much to break the fake, I take it my thoughts are too real
I thought I would reveal, they thought to send me jail/
They thought my dreams were killed, obviously they all failed.
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“Closet Racism”
When my mixed daughter was born, my daddy didn't like it/
Like some thorn in the side, wasting his time trying to fight it
Yet her daddy was some writer, who felt the need to write it/
Knowing when his daddy read it, he probably wouldn't like it
I had to give him a taste, of why he couldn't F with my sh*t/
He despised her for her race, so I lit him up like a Thai Stick
He then cried to the police, who then nicked me for this crime/
Three charges I was given, probably get another for this rhyme
They tried to charge me with slander, yet my art based on facts/
And when threats to kill didn't work, they said I harass with raps
Which then lead to my ban, of which I was banned for five years/
Therefore I could not rhyme his crimes, or cry my daughters tears
Throughout these years they were sneaky & got close to my child/
Thinking they were clever & could defeat me, like they did at my trial
Like do they not realise how easy, I could demolish their smiles/
But hey let's keep their reputation polished, and let's stay in denial.
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Like some thorn in the side, wasting his time trying to fight it
Yet her daddy was some writer, who felt the need to write it/
Knowing when his daddy read it, he probably wouldn't like it
I had to give him a taste, of why he couldn't F with my sh*t/
He despised her for her race, so I lit him up like a Thai Stick
He then cried to the police, who then nicked me for this crime/
Three charges I was given, probably get another for this rhyme
They tried to charge me with slander, yet my art based on facts/
And when threats to kill didn't work, they said I harass with raps
Which then lead to my ban, of which I was banned for five years/
Therefore I could not rhyme his crimes, or cry my daughters tears
Throughout these years they were sneaky & got close to my child/
Thinking they were clever & could defeat me, like they did at my trial
Like do they not realise how easy, I could demolish their smiles/
But hey let's keep their reputation polished, and let's stay in denial.
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“Trying To Drain Me Of My Energy”
Stupid baby mother, trying to f*ck up my day/
She knows I don't love her, so rubs A in my face
I want nothing from her, so she tends to get brave/
Do the damage with my pen, so I don't damage her face
Had to learn to manage all the rage, with paper & pen/
And now my daughter is of age, it's now my time to go in
Flowing nothing but truths, the same ones she won't tell/
I think it's time to send the proof off, to my little girl, yeah
She’s made my life hell, since my little girl was four/
I was denied for five, then aged nine is when I saw, her/
A couple of times I did see her, when my pockets were rich/
I wouldn't give her no more money, so she started her sh*t
She's a lying little b*tch, one of which my daddy has paid/
To take away my child, and keep the smile from my face
Now she has a new child, who sees his daddy every day/
Like I won't punish the thieves, who took my daughter away.
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She knows I don't love her, so rubs A in my face
I want nothing from her, so she tends to get brave/
Do the damage with my pen, so I don't damage her face
Had to learn to manage all the rage, with paper & pen/
And now my daughter is of age, it's now my time to go in
Flowing nothing but truths, the same ones she won't tell/
I think it's time to send the proof off, to my little girl, yeah
She’s made my life hell, since my little girl was four/
I was denied for five, then aged nine is when I saw, her/
A couple of times I did see her, when my pockets were rich/
I wouldn't give her no more money, so she started her sh*t
She's a lying little b*tch, one of which my daddy has paid/
To take away my child, and keep the smile from my face
Now she has a new child, who sees his daddy every day/
Like I won't punish the thieves, who took my daughter away.
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“My Babygal”
I never knew what love was, until 2002/
When your mother, gave birth to you
Two beautiful eyes, with a smile like mine/
You gave my life purpose, and the words to rhyme
So when a verse get rhymed, my mind thinks you/
In every bar and every line, and every word is true
I'm really proud of you, and I'm so lucky to have/
You as my daughter, and to be called your dad
From the minute you born, you were in my pad/
You gave me happiness, when what was sad
You gave me the drive, when my tyres were flat/
So until the day that I die, I thank you for that
I love you more than life, more than poems and rap/
Because you are my life, and the only reason that/
I keep rapping & rhyming, til my names on the map/
And when it is, as a gift, I'll be giving you just that.
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When your mother, gave birth to you
Two beautiful eyes, with a smile like mine/
You gave my life purpose, and the words to rhyme
So when a verse get rhymed, my mind thinks you/
In every bar and every line, and every word is true
I'm really proud of you, and I'm so lucky to have/
You as my daughter, and to be called your dad
From the minute you born, you were in my pad/
You gave me happiness, when what was sad
You gave me the drive, when my tyres were flat/
So until the day that I die, I thank you for that
I love you more than life, more than poems and rap/
Because you are my life, and the only reason that/
I keep rapping & rhyming, til my names on the map/
And when it is, as a gift, I'll be giving you just that.
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“My Name Is Julia Dunne”
My name is Julia Dunne, the step mum who enabled the abuse/
Of which Mr Dunne suffered as a kid, under our West Tilbury roof
It's truth that he writes, that's why we had him locked up in prison/
So we could deny him of all rights, then lie and say that we didn't
His mixed race daughter Alisha, is so much prettier than my own/
Hence why I pretend I love the child, me & my husband disowned
Due to her skintone at birth, is why we had all of his work banned/
We're so scared the words in each verse, will expose our sick plan
My husband is far from a man, yet being the evil woman that I am/
I allowed all this abuse to take place, though none for Steven or Sam
This is why I hide behind my children, & then use them as a front/
All cause the truth he is spilling, contradicts me being a good mum
I'm sick in the head and a c*nt, something many people don't see/
Cause what I lead em to believe, is I am the victim of this beef
Like it wasn't me who used to hit him, when he isn't my son/
I wish I could send him back to prison, but the truth is, he's won.
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Of which Mr Dunne suffered as a kid, under our West Tilbury roof
It's truth that he writes, that's why we had him locked up in prison/
So we could deny him of all rights, then lie and say that we didn't
His mixed race daughter Alisha, is so much prettier than my own/
Hence why I pretend I love the child, me & my husband disowned
Due to her skintone at birth, is why we had all of his work banned/
We're so scared the words in each verse, will expose our sick plan
My husband is far from a man, yet being the evil woman that I am/
I allowed all this abuse to take place, though none for Steven or Sam
This is why I hide behind my children, & then use them as a front/
All cause the truth he is spilling, contradicts me being a good mum
I'm sick in the head and a c*nt, something many people don't see/
Cause what I lead em to believe, is I am the victim of this beef
Like it wasn't me who used to hit him, when he isn't my son/
I wish I could send him back to prison, but the truth is, he's won.
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“I Do This For My Baby”
I live a life like no other, my own mother tried to drown me/
My own family took me to court so the judge felt to ban me
From telling the story of my childhood & another in my twenties/
Cause what I penned was effective, but it soon become offensive
From defending myself & my little girl from a manipulative pr*ck/
Who felt to try ruin our lives, cause his mind is mentally sick
So I had to upset that pr*ck & to this day I don't show no remorse/
And in 2014 I'll probably be back in court for flowing them thoughts
So for now I just laugh at the divorce, with most the thoughts I flow/
Making a mockery of the f*ckries, with the legal loophole's I know
As an ode to my daughter, for the evil crimes that were commited/
When she was a baby, so for my baby I have no shame that I did it/
And I'm more than willing to do it again, so the truth comes to light/
But this time a little smarter so I can prove the proof of what I write
Always the truth in what I write, so I don't get charged with slander/
And I refuse not to write, if someone thinks it's right to try harm 'er
Because I'm her daddy & her armour, and I would die for that child/
And I will destroy anybody who tries, to ever deny her of her smile.
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My own family took me to court so the judge felt to ban me
From telling the story of my childhood & another in my twenties/
Cause what I penned was effective, but it soon become offensive
From defending myself & my little girl from a manipulative pr*ck/
Who felt to try ruin our lives, cause his mind is mentally sick
So I had to upset that pr*ck & to this day I don't show no remorse/
And in 2014 I'll probably be back in court for flowing them thoughts
So for now I just laugh at the divorce, with most the thoughts I flow/
Making a mockery of the f*ckries, with the legal loophole's I know
As an ode to my daughter, for the evil crimes that were commited/
When she was a baby, so for my baby I have no shame that I did it/
And I'm more than willing to do it again, so the truth comes to light/
But this time a little smarter so I can prove the proof of what I write
Always the truth in what I write, so I don't get charged with slander/
And I refuse not to write, if someone thinks it's right to try harm 'er
Because I'm her daddy & her armour, and I would die for that child/
And I will destroy anybody who tries, to ever deny her of her smile.
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“Where Did I Fail”
All your birthdays that I'm missing, all the Christmas's I've missed/
Nearly 4 years since I was dismissed, the reason I'm so pissed
All I've got left now is pictures of you, & a life long dream of reuniting/
In prison all I used to do was dream of you, but all I ever see was you crying
For so long I've wanted to hold you tight, & be the daddy I've never had/
Cause I love you more than life girl, as I cry by myself on this pad
I bare my soul in this poem, in the hope I can rectify/
The wrongs in my life, wishing my songs could make it right
As together we belong in life, I wouldn't of made it through every night without ya/
Even though I havent seen you for such a long time, I write my rhymes for ya, cause I'm still all about ya
Cause a life without ya, just don't seem to have any meaning/
So many nights I've laid wide awake, wishing the inmates would stop the screaming
I can still see my face bleeding, when my cell mate cut me with his razor/
Attached to a toothbrush, but they say it's the cuts that make ya
The man that you are, when you are freed & leave jail/
I'm out of prison on bail now, but where did I fail.
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Nearly 4 years since I was dismissed, the reason I'm so pissed
All I've got left now is pictures of you, & a life long dream of reuniting/
In prison all I used to do was dream of you, but all I ever see was you crying
For so long I've wanted to hold you tight, & be the daddy I've never had/
Cause I love you more than life girl, as I cry by myself on this pad
I bare my soul in this poem, in the hope I can rectify/
The wrongs in my life, wishing my songs could make it right
As together we belong in life, I wouldn't of made it through every night without ya/
Even though I havent seen you for such a long time, I write my rhymes for ya, cause I'm still all about ya
Cause a life without ya, just don't seem to have any meaning/
So many nights I've laid wide awake, wishing the inmates would stop the screaming
I can still see my face bleeding, when my cell mate cut me with his razor/
Attached to a toothbrush, but they say it's the cuts that make ya
The man that you are, when you are freed & leave jail/
I'm out of prison on bail now, but where did I fail.
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“Segregation Was Their Plan”
I miss ya, your pictures are all that I have/
Wanna kiss ya, really miss ya calling me dad
I am what I am, and what I am is all sad/
I can't hold your little hand, so I talk to my pad
What they did to you & me, they will always deny/
I just hope you can see, the truths all what I write
I can't make it alright, neither yesterday or tonight/
Now the best days are gone, & I'm so sad inside
I can't take my own life, because all I would see/
Is them two beautiful eyes, I'm so scared to see
When I sleep, so I don't, close my eyes & I drift/
To a place, when them days we used to coexist
All the things I have missed, I so wish you'll know/
All I did was ever love you, now to sixteen years ago
When I wrote, went prison, & then ended up banned/
Why I did it was for you, as segregation was their plan.
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Wanna kiss ya, really miss ya calling me dad
I am what I am, and what I am is all sad/
I can't hold your little hand, so I talk to my pad
What they did to you & me, they will always deny/
I just hope you can see, the truths all what I write
I can't make it alright, neither yesterday or tonight/
Now the best days are gone, & I'm so sad inside
I can't take my own life, because all I would see/
Is them two beautiful eyes, I'm so scared to see
When I sleep, so I don't, close my eyes & I drift/
To a place, when them days we used to coexist
All the things I have missed, I so wish you'll know/
All I did was ever love you, now to sixteen years ago
When I wrote, went prison, & then ended up banned/
Why I did it was for you, as segregation was their plan.
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“Missing You”
I want my daughter to know I'll support her, whatever she does/
I might not like her mother, but for my daughter it's all love
She was like a gift from above, on that night she was born/
The saying is right, that there's nothing like a woman scorned
I defended my daughter, and then went court for my daughter/
It was then I was sent prison, for their thoughts on my daughter
I've got an awesome little daughter, so of course I'll support her/
And if they're calling out my daughter, then of course I'll slaughter
I love my little daughter, no matter what was taught to her/
They caused me this torture, then they wouldn't let me talk to her
In my rhymes I've always talked to her, so my thoughts are clear/
I close my eyes when I rhyme, so in my thoughts she's near
I just hope that her ears, will get to hear the truth/
When my tears are silent, and this page is my booth
The truth is she is my world, a world I no longer see/
I know I miss my little girl, but is she missing me.
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I might not like her mother, but for my daughter it's all love
She was like a gift from above, on that night she was born/
The saying is right, that there's nothing like a woman scorned
I defended my daughter, and then went court for my daughter/
It was then I was sent prison, for their thoughts on my daughter
I've got an awesome little daughter, so of course I'll support her/
And if they're calling out my daughter, then of course I'll slaughter
I love my little daughter, no matter what was taught to her/
They caused me this torture, then they wouldn't let me talk to her
In my rhymes I've always talked to her, so my thoughts are clear/
I close my eyes when I rhyme, so in my thoughts she's near
I just hope that her ears, will get to hear the truth/
When my tears are silent, and this page is my booth
The truth is she is my world, a world I no longer see/
I know I miss my little girl, but is she missing me.
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