"I never came from a broken home, the system came and broke my home and now my bros are sitting in cells like chromosomes" - Dave is the realest guy out here love the Six Paths EP keep that workrate up your a legend!
No-one even clocked the bars "ps g, do what ever ma say, you've got something to lose" PSG - Marseille and Toulouse are all football clubs maddest bars big up santan
"PS G (PSG), do what ever Ma say (Marseille), you got something to lose (Toulouse) but nothing to prove, thats the realest rap i ever fucking wrote" JEEEEEZZZZ yes Dave it really is! sick word play
One of the realist UK rap videos I've heard in a decade, includes everything from Blackbox, SB's to Linkup's etc. Real soul and passion always shines through, regardless if he blows or not, this is mad talent and needs to be appreciated
[Verse 1] Brother would you ride for me? And if I died today Would you put some shells in a nine and go and ride for me? Brother would you ride for me? Cause brother I would ride for you I'd load up a nine for you or sit and do life for you Brother would you look after my wifey, If I touched the cells Or would you go behind my back, betray me and fuck my girl Brother would you smile when I'm up and let me share it with you or would you take it in my sleep Brother here's the Issue I never came from a broken home, the system came and broke my home And now my bro's are sitting in cells like chromosomes I hope the dough don't tear us apart, but I know the roads I know my bro's got love for me, I love them back, I know the code Would you chat to my mum and see if she's .... Listen man Look lemme go back Little tingz, little tingz It's just a warm up [Verse 2] Yo Listen Dave Look Real stuff Look Tried and tested My lifestyle's reckless In and out, I'm stressed Shit I write till my head spins Living in a squalor for a while, this isn't nice bruv Scales, sizer, visits with lifers I don't care bout your lifes bruv Your packs or your likers I've been licking out squares and missing every fucking time bruv Lifestyle stressful Yeah sometimes I cry My mum makes that face and bruv I see it in her eyes and I breakdown But you ain't ever had a breakdown Driving to Cookham Wood in a whip and it breaks down And you're stressing in the visit cause your brother's running late now You ain't never felt numb and seen your older brother's face in a paper And you're looking at your mum and she's lifeless I had to phone Juss Real shit, on my mums All the phone calls I made for the funds I was never on my ones I had the realest from the jump Are you fucking mad! Bare niggas change and man I used to rate Stuck in the same place Selling draws or eighths I put four on your place If you war with my mates I put p's in your back, put corn on your plate Cat D, Cat P, Cat A It's a myth bruv I've lived this Cookham, Elmley, Feltham, Swinford, Wandsworth, Tempside, Highdown, Brixton, Ford My brothers getting bored My mother still poor My money feel short All the Prada that I bought A quick fix, I'm distraught Dying in designer, I need slow money quick I should've bought a nine bar and fed the whole fucking strip But I didn't I was concerned with all these bitches tryna Twitter me Girls never made me a penny I swear brother it's killing me And now they wanna talk like all these girls are getting into me I fuck her three times cause she ain't never seen a trilogy (trilla g) I'm from a land where niggas lick and trap And all the flyest niggas probably got the thinnest stack And all the broke niggas still broke Taking pics with racks to them ears, them niggas actually queer And yeah niggas do die So I'll run if they back the strap Hand in hand My moneys in cards like match attax How I [?] I'm fucking confused I'm struggling to keep up with man who got nothing to lose I can't shank man and go jail I got way too much potential But I'm facing niggas that will that'll sccrrrrrr up in a rental Cause they wanna go jail Yeah, they need ratings No future It's frustrating So how I draw hate Bruv I'm fucking confused My brother still writing to me I dropped tears on that letter PS G do what ever ma say You got something to lose But nothing to prove And that's the realest rap that I ever fucking wrote I can demonstrate broke I need digits in my world I had bailiffs waiting like I was picking up my girl No talking in the station, real niggas never tell Nah Them niggas onto us Them pussies follow us Blade brown disciples Bragging bout who buys fools I hate it I hate my own name shit Cause when it comes on, I never like what David (Dave did) Still I put the base in balls like Babe Ruth Niggas call me Blackbox like an oldschool game cube Back for the cypher 40k on my Blackbox Feeling like a hero, in my college I was Hancock But I'm cool I don't need all the views Just a few real niggas and my brothers out them fucking prisons Them dickheads don't believe me This rap scene needs me My teachers weren't surprised, they said this music ting was easy From when I spoke about my dad and Ms [?] used to cry I put my soul in my rhymes, I never do this for the hype Listen Mandem
[Intro] Ayy, listen Is this working, yeah? Cool, look [Verse 1] Brother, would you ride for me? And if I died today Would you put some shells in a nine and go and ride for me? Brother, would you ride for me? Cause brother I would ride for you I'd load up a nine for you or sit and do life for you Brother would you look after my wifey, If I touched the cells Or would you go behind my back, betray me and fuck my girl Brother would you smile when I'm up and let me share it with you Or would you take it in my sleep, brother here's the sssue I never came from a broken home, the system came and broke my home And now my bro's are sitting in cells like chromosomes I hope the dough don't tear us apart, but I know the roads I know my bro's got love for me, I love them back, I know the code Would you chat to my mum and see if she's... Listen man Look, let me go back Little tings, little tings It's just a warm up, look [Verse 2] Yo Listen, Dave, look, real stuff, look Tried and tested, my lifestyle's reckless In and out, I'm stressed, shit, I write 'til my head spins Living in a squalor for a while, this isn't nice bruv Scales, sizer, visits with lifers I don't care bout your lives bruv, your packs or your Lycas I've been licking out squares and missing every fucking time bruv Lifestyle stressful, yeah sometimes I cry My mum makes that face and bruv I see it in her eyes And I breakdown, but you ain't ever had a breakdown Driving to Cookham Wood in a whip and it breaks down And you're stressing in the visit cause your brother's running late now You ain't never felt numb and seen your older brother's face In a paper, and you're looking at your mum and she's lifeless I had to phone Juss Real shit, on my mums All the phone calls I made for the funds I was never on my ones I had the realest from the jump, are you fucking mad? Bare niggas change and man I used to rate Stuck in the same place, selling draws or eighths I put four on your place, if you war with my mates I put p's in your back, put corn on your plate Cat D, Cat B, Cat A, it's a myth bruv, I've lived this Cookham, Elmley, Feltham, Swinford Wandsworth, Tempside, Highdown, Brixton, Ford My brothers getting bored, my mother still poor My money feel short, all the Prada that I bought A quick fix, I'm distraught Dying in designer, I need slow money quick I should've bought a nine bar and fed the whole fucking strip, but I didn't I was concerned with all these bitches tryna Twitter me Girls never made me a penny, I swear brother it's killing me And now they wanna talk like all these girls are getting into me I fuck her three times cause she ain't never seen a trilogy I'm from a land where niggas lick and trap And all the flyest niggas probably got the thinnest stack And all the broke niggas still broke Taking pics with racks to them ears, them niggas actually queer And yeah niggas do die, so I'll run if they back the strap Hand in hand, my money's in cards like Match Attax How I'm draw, I'm fucking confused I'm struggling to keep up with man who got nothing to lose I can't shank man and go jail, I got way too much potential But I'm facing niggas that'll skrr up in a rental Cause they wanna go jail Yeah, they need ratings No future, it's frustrating So how I draw hate, bruv I'm fucking confused My brother still writing to me, I dropped tears on that letter PS G do what ever ma say You got something to lose But nothing to prove And that's the realest rap that I ever fucking wrote I can demonstrate broke, I need digits in my world I had bailiffs waiting like I was picking up my girl No talking in the station, real niggas never tell, nah Them niggas onto us, them pussies follow us Blade brown disciples, bragging bout who buys fools I hate it, I hate my own name shit 'Cause when it comes on, I never like what David Still I put the base in balls like Babe Ruth Niggas call me Blackbox like an old school game cube Back for the cypher 40k on my Blackbox Feeling like a hero, in my college I was Hancock But I'm cool I don't need all the views Just a few real niggas and my brothers out them fucking prisons Them dickheads don't believe me This rap scene needs me My teachers weren't surprised, they said this music ting was easy From when I spoke about my dad and Ms Wiles used to cry I put my soul in my rhymes, I never do this for the hype Listen Mandem [Verse 3] Been trying make you see what I can It's talking to the deaf, describing colour to a blind man I was putting hundreds in my cupboards, it was light fam Man forget I'm 16, brother I'm still nice fam I was talking grands from a yungen Had plans from a yungen Screaming RIP Gran from a yungen I never had a penny for a patty or a dumpling I was chasing catties, chasing patties for a pumpin' I was just a brace face, Dave never had a name to him We had a skatty little spinner and it never had a name to it Now everybody's got rambos and jangos Blades pushing through tee's Now brudda watch your man go Blades pushing through tee's Now brudda watch your man go Gloves for them spinners, that was Kangol I was 15, I never banged goals I banged visits like lawyers My brother said see ya and I wanted a tom like Sawyer My teacher was a MILF, so that pain was getting milked like soya In between sticks like Neuer Sitting in a cell, in a piccolo for the mula I used to go ham like Müller I used to go ham like Goku's son And now my brothers in the can with the ob1 Both my brothers missing, I'm the only son Sometimes I sit and think that I'm the chosen one Whizzing on the M1 Fuck you and your dead gun Most my niggas shooting like all your niggas can get some
A man completely shut down his peer group. Pause it at 4:56 and look how most man in the room are looking at him. Them man are beyond impressed but certain man can't show it!
Been watching this for around 3 years and still obsessed with it. Dave goes in so hard from start to finish. I feel sorry for the guy he's passing the mic too😂
Still, to this day, one of the best things I've ever heard. Has a permanent place in my headphones, reminds me that hip-hop really is art and as much as it might not seem like it sometimes - the art is still alive, still thriving.
When Dave's times up they will play this over and over...16 and the gift of rap...the gift of expressing yourself...the gift of masco hip hop self therapy was there.
Just because this was uploaded on youtube when he was 17, doesn't mean this cypher wasn't recorded when he was 16. He could've had it laying around somewhere and decided to upload it a bit late.
TS his brother done the biggest joint enterprise killing ever his brother and mates stabbed up a don at a train station as there was fight tht hapoend befour tht then they went back
Best to ever do it from the UK. No one tops the come up of Dave. Straight from the heart. Man lived a tough life and put it in all of his verses. His success is well deserved. Big up Santan bludcarrrt Dave 🎉
It's crazy when I heard him so long ago... I'm glad to be following his journey. Huge inspiration to me and hopefully many others. He speaks truth all the time
Them bars about the prison visit took me straight back to when I was 15 and my bro got 8 years.. trust me when I say hes not lying about looking into his mums eyes and seeing her destroyed..it changes you
This is some crazy masterpiece... You could see man was really spitting from within then times and the pains in his eyes . Ain't no rapper close to Dave🥶
crazy to think he was only 15/16 when he dropped this, shows how far he’s from everyone in the rap game best freestyle i’ve heard, i’ve been coming back to this just about everyday for 5 years, you can’t get tired of this .dave the goat 🐐 “and tryna make you see what i can is talking to the deaf describing colour to a blind man” best bar of all time 💯
Back here after seen em in Dublin Thursday. The levels this man has gone through are insane. He’s 23. He was 1 of the hungriest rappers I’ve ever seen back here. He eats effortlessly now. Over the next decade Dave is going to solidify himself in music history. We’re lucky to have man.
just got that lyric: ps g (psg) do whatever ma say (marsellie) you got something to lose (toulouse) but nothing to lose (letter from he's bro in pen soo deep 😔)
This is the best UK freestyle ever. The hunger and passion is incredible and the tone of his voice makes it real. He's a best lyricist. "Going ham like Goku son" 🐲 Dragon ball z bars jhezz
this just came up on my recommended and wow, thank you youtube algorithm for showing me this. this is pure greatness and everyone in that room knew he was gonna make it, this is real music💯‼️
Bruv i like how the description is just yeah fam, my guy knows he's destined to be a legend and it's maddd how we're watching it happen infront of us now
