padstow

Inside my mind I find the devil wants to ride Now the tides have turned The bridges I burned You never returned I was so concerned The respect I earned I was chasing a dream Racing the team to the top And help them if they stop Spitting with Flem you don't know when these lyrics will condemn men to the pen I resided in Padstow Got a fat blow From a crack hoe Trying to stack dough But there was no hope Just a dope flow through the window