Make It Last Dizzee Rascal

[Verse 1]
You ain’t from the ends, boy, don’t get me vexed
Represent the east side everytime I flex
What you know ‘bout EQ, Stratford Rex?
Murder Mile, Palace P, murder on them steps
Deja 92, murderin’ them sets
Can’t forget Mak 10 murderin’ them decks
He'd just drop the ting we didn’t even know what’s next
I was with Reggie, never even heard of Ghetts
What you know about them real south London vets?
Imperial Gardens I was way out of my depth
Brickie on the right, Pecknam on the left
All I see is shooters it’s about to be a mess
All I see is shooters I don’t know about the rest
Can’t forget them ghetto boys servin’ up that stress
Bunch of blue borough boys turnin up La'Fez
Turnin’ up with heads
Someone’s gonna turn up dead, yeah
I was on the grind north, east, south and west
I was in the dance with no vest on my chest
Bredders lickin’ shots just to vent and express
Bredders lickin’ shots just to let me know I’m blessed

[Hook]
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last