Dark nights, cold roads…

Diesel haze fumes as the moonlight glows…

Trap phone buzzin', everybody knows…

Some man talk — some man chose.

Grime in our DNA, rage in the soul,

City full of wolves, gotta play your role.

One wrong move and the price gets paid…

Yeah…

This life right here?

Dangerous.

This life right here — dangerous

Dark alley deals, man's paper gets.

Flashlights flicker, no saviours yet,

Cold heart city where the traitors step.

Yeah the roads stay dangerous

Trap line ringing outrageous.

Fast cash flow contagious,

Step in this world — it's dangerous.

I came from the night where the streetlights glimmer

Man move silent, the talk gets thinner

Trapline ringing, the stack gets bigger

Cold black hoodie, the stance gets sinister

Yeah man's deep in the grime of the borough

Fast lane life but tomorrow ain't promised

One wrong turn and the skyline hollows

Blue lights flash but the road still calling

Engines screaming — tyres burn asphalt

Underground kings in the back of the dancehall

Bassline booming like war in the catacomb

Man wanna test but the odds ain't mathematical

Clock that stare — I know that envy

Man want smoke but the heart ain't ready

Trapline jump like broadband steady

Whole block know when the team's gone heavy

Quick hand moves like chess on a table

Mind on survival — the streets ain't stable

Eyes on the crown but the road stay fatal

Trust gets thin when the stakes turn fatal

This life right here — dangerous

Dark alley deals, man's paper gets.

Flashlights flicker, no saviours yet,

Cold heart city where the traitors step.

Yeah the roads stay dangerous

Trap line ringing outrageous.

Fast cash flow contagious,

Step in this world — it's dangerous.

Midnight rides in the diesel smoke

Whole city's wired when the traplines woke

Man seen friends turn snake for notes

Seen kings fall down when the pressure broke

Cold wind blowing through council blocks

Sirens singing like haunted clocks

Man stay sharp when the deal unlocks

One wrong whisper — the hammer cocks

Yeah the game's full of wolves and ghosts

Fake man brag but the real stay close

Money comes quick but the peace comes slow

When the devil whispers from the shadowed roads

Street code written in scars and tension

Silent moves with the purest intention

Some chase fame for the clout and mentions

Some chase bread for survival's pension

Bassline wobble when the night gets loud

Bros barely visible through the diesel cloud

Hands in the air when the rave goes wild

But the wolves still circle the inner crowd

Trapline buzz like a hornet nest

Fast life rhythm in the chest

Some man flex but the roads test best

Danger in the air — can't rest.

Man better step with caution when the bassline bangs

Whole crew move militant, dangerous gang

Trapline ring like sirens in the night time jam

Money talk loud when the rubber burns black on the tarmac fam

Man wanna act like they bad in the net

Till the team pull up and the sky goes red

Whole block know when the engine gets revved

Diesel in the chest and the crown on my head

No half-step moves when the roads get tense

Man talk big but the code makes sense

Trust gets thin when the cold cash tempts

Seen fake kings fall through the cracks in the ends

Fast lane living with a heart of chrome

Trap phone buzz like a swarm of drones

Man stay sharp in the danger zone

Where the wolves run loose and the snakes get shown

Bassline shake when the rave gets wild

Dark side kings with a diesel style

One wrong stare get erased from the file

This underground game ain't safe for a child

Man say war but they don't want war

Seen man freeze when the door gets kicked off

Money come quick when the trapline roars

But the devil waits in the shadowed floors

So I step with rage and a steel-cut flow

Every bar hit like a hammer blow

Underground king let the whole world know

This life we live?

Dangerous bro.

Man step in the rave like thunder and flame

Whole block freeze when the bassline came

Man talk wicked but the heart ain't game

I bring storm to the scene when the mic gets claimed

Diesel rage in the lungs when I breathe on beats

Underground kings where the wolves all meet

Trapline buzz like a swarm in heat

When the cash line jumps every move gets deep

Black hood low with the gold tint shades

Man move ghost when the deal gets made

No loose talk when the blade gets raised

This road right here gets souls enslaved

This life right here — dangerous

City full wolves, man's pacing it.

Dark side money we're chasing it

Step too close — man blazing it.

Yeah the roads stay dangerous

Trapline ringing outrageous.

Fast cash flow contagious

This whole damn life — dangerous.

Streetlights fade…

Engines idle in the haze…

Some man live safe…

Some man live famous…

But the roads we chose…

Yeah…

They stay dangerous bruv...