**Verse 1** Yo, it’s another evening in the block, innit, Sun’s dipped, sky’s grey, but the mood’s lit. Started with a text: “Yo, fam, you ‘bout?” Grabbed my jacket, left the yard, no doubt. Met the mandem by the corner shop, Kev’s got the zoot, man, this guy don’t stop. Rolled it proper, skins tight, no rips, First drag in, yeah, that’s the one, pure bliss. **Pre-Chorus** But the block’s alive, yeah, it’s always the same, Drags on the strip, playin’ their game. Hookers in heels, tryna make that bread, But we’re just here for the smoke, clearin’ our head. **Chorus** Another night, no fight (well, maybe a bit), London skies, city highs, yeah, the vibe’s legit. No kill, just chill, but the tension’s there, Block life, no strife, but we’re well aware. **Verse 2** Now it’s gettin’ late, the block’s buzzin’ loud, Some drunk geezer’s arguin’ with the crowd. “Oi, who you lookin’ at?” – it’s kickin’ off, But we’re just leanin’ back, tryna scoff. Kev’s spittin’ bars, man, he’s on fire, But some prick in a tracksuit’s startin’ to conspire. “You lot think you’re hard?” – nah, mate, we’re cool, But now there’s fists flyin’, it’s turnin’ cruel. **Pre-Chorus** Security’s out, breakin’ up the scene, But the block don’t stop, it’s a routine. Drags still lurkin’, hookers still workin’, And we’re just here, smokin’, no flirtin’. **Chorus** Another night, no fight (well, maybe a bit), London skies, city highs, yeah, the vibe’s legit. No kill, just chill, but the tension’s there, Block life, no strife, but we’re well aware. **Bridge** Now it’s 3 AM, the block’s gone quiet, Just the sound of sirens, startin’ a riot. We’re still here, though, zoot’s nearly done, Talkin’ ‘bout life, the block, and the sun. **Outro** How’s it gonna end? Same as it began, With the mandem, the smoke, and a cold can. No stress, no mess, just a few scars, Another evening in the block, under the stars. *Yeah, big up the ends, keep it real, keep it raw. London life, innit?*
