Strays

Everybody says that I'm some man to hold a grudge

I tell them sound and then put up my fucking hood

You ain't been through half of what I've been through

So my advice is shut your gob and listen good

I'ma tell you the story of my childhood

A tragic tale, and that's for sure

I'm getting sick of repping Tullamore

Cause what's the point of doing this if they won't accept ya

Beat, outcasted, etc, etc

You will need to get used to the new me