My Story
Konan & Krept ft. Misha B Lyrics

This is my story
We are sharing our personal experiences and struggles through this song.

Came from radio, it was late
We were driving home from the radio station late at night.

Left the car, went straight to my gate
We quickly left the car and went directly to the entrance gate of our house.

Head straight
Focused on reaching home quickly.

Didn't even look left
We didn't take a moment to pause or consider anything else.

Got my key out, started hearing footsteps
While taking out the key, we began hearing footsteps behind us.

Right over my shoulder
The sound of footsteps felt very close and directly behind us.

Had to act fast, I can hear them getting closer
We had to respond quickly because the footsteps were getting nearer.

Tryna' keep calm and put my key into the door
We were trying our best to stay composed and insert the key into the door lock.

Thinking to myself if I don't make it then it's over
In that moment, we contemplated the possibility that this could be a life or death situation.

I don't know how I managed it
Despite the intense fear and stress, we somehow found the strength to continue.

Ran into my mum's room panicking
In a state of panic, we rushed into our mother's room.

Mum shouting at me 'Karl what's happening?'
Our mother was urgently asking us what was going on.

Carl shouting at me 'Karl what's happening?'
Our friend Carl was also demanding to know what was going on.

How the hell did I get in this?
We were shocked and bewildered about how we ended up in this dangerous situation.

Tryna' hold the door but it's coming off the hinges
We struggled to hold the door, but it was being forcibly pushed open.

Somebody wake me from this dream now
We desperately wished that this was all just a nightmare.

Then I hear a gunshot and my mum scream out
Suddenly, we heard a gunshot followed by our mother's scream of terror.

Somebody come and save the day
We called out for someone to come and rescue us.

Somebody take this pain away
We pleaded for someone to relieve us from the emotional and physical pain.

How can I ask God for help now, when I ain't even prayed today?
In that desperate moment, we questioned how we could seek divine assistance when we had neglected our prayers.

Is this how my life ends? (Nowhere to run, no place to hide in)
We contemplated the possibility that our lives could come to a tragic end with no escape or safe haven.

Carl ran out of the room tryna' fight them
Our friend Carl bravely rushed out of the room to confront the intruders.

Two more gun shots, everything's silent
Two more gunshots were fired, and then there was an eerie silence.

Mum ran downstairs, she's crying
Our mother hurried downstairs, crying inconsolably.

And I can't move a muscle but I'm trying
We were paralyzed by fear but desperately attempting to regain control of our bodies.

Praying for an ambulance but I can't hear a siren
We fervently prayed for an ambulance, but we couldn't hear the sound of approaching sirens.

She said he's shot I hope she's lying
Our mother informed us that someone had been shot, and we desperately wished that she was mistaken.

I hear her shouting out for help, I think he's dying
We could hear our mother's desperate cries for assistance, indicating that the person who had been shot was in a critical condition.

I'm thinking why him? Was it wrong place, wrong timing?
We questioned why this tragedy had befallen him, wondering if it was simply a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I see him at the bottom of the stairs
We caught sight of the injured person lying at the base of the stairs.

Mum shaking while the neighbors tryna' save him, heart racing
Our mother trembled with fear as the neighbors attempted to save his life, while our hearts pounded with anxiety.

Wishing I could disappear
We wished fervently that we could vanish from the scene and escape this nightmare.

And it shoulda been me but it's him lying there
We felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, believing that we should have been the ones in that dire situation instead of him.

And I know it isn't fair
We recognized the injustice of the situation, feeling that life had dealt a cruel hand.

I phone Skanks, phone Shook, my whole body's in shock, I couldn't even shed a tear
In a state of shock and disbelief, we reached out to our friends Skanks and Shook, unable to even cry.

Trapped in this nightmare, how did I get here?
We felt trapped in this horrifying nightmare, questioning how we ended up in such a terrifying situation.

Woke up to a ping on my blackberry
We woke up to a notification sound on our Blackberry phone.

It was a message from Kone saying 'somebody tried to kill me and got my family'
We received a message from Kone informing us that someone had attempted to murder him and harm his family.

I rubbed my eyes, is this a dream or reality?
We were in disbelief and questioned whether this was a dream or actually happening.

Kone said 'Krept who the fuck was this mad at me?'
Kone was confused and wondered who could be so enraged with him to want him and his family dead.

God, how we gon' solve this catastrophe?
We turned to God, seeking guidance and wondering how we would overcome this terrible disaster.

Then God gave us 'Otis' it was a blessing from him
We received the song 'Otis,' which felt like a divine blessing and provided us with hope and strength.

Cos it stopped us from going getting reckless on him
The song prevented us from seeking revenge or acting impulsively towards the person responsible.

Thinking to quit music
We contemplated giving up our music careers.

Thinking to go and do something stupid
We entertained thoughts of engaging in foolish or harmful actions.

Then things fell in place and started improving
Fortunately, circumstances began to align and our situation started to get better.

That's why I say the music chose us, we didn't choose it
We believe that destiny led us to music, as it became our saving grace and gave us purpose.

Bearing in mind Kone started from scratch
Considering Kone's humble beginnings, starting with nothing.

Feds took his house, money, clothes, he never had jack
The authorities confiscated Kone's house, money, and belongings, leaving him with nothing.

Then I got a call from Vash
We received a phone call from Vash.

He told us the plan so we got up in the lab
Vash informed us of a plan, so we went to the recording studio.

Then things started to pick up even more
Subsequently, our momentum and success continued to increase.

Skepta hollered at me, said that we should come on tour
Skepta contacted us and invited us to join him on tour.

Skepta don't even realize what he did for us
Skepta is unaware of the immense impact he had on our lives.

Well if you're listening, thank you for help fixing us
If Skepta happens to be listening, we express our gratitude for his role in helping us heal.

From the tour, all these shows start coming in
After the tour, we received numerous offers for performances.

Back on our feet now the money started flooding in
We regained our financial stability and started earning a significant income.

Invested in clothes and money started doubling
We made wise investments in clothing and witnessed our wealth multiply.

Now so much for struggling
We went from facing hardships and financial struggles to achieving success.

Watching Kones getting back up on his feet
Witnessing Kone's recovery and resilience.

Thinking 'how's he coping', I couldn't if it was me
We wondered how Kone managed to maintain his composure and strength during such difficult times, acknowledging that we wouldn't be able to do the same.

Now Play Dirty's on the up fucking up the streets
Play Dirty, our collective, is rising in prominence and making a significant impact in the music industry.

Everyday a new city that we reach
We are touring and visiting a new city every day.

But even though we turned around a mess
Despite the challenges we faced, we managed to turn our lives around.

I'm sitting in my yard thinking that I could be next
While reflecting in solitude, we realize that we could become victims of violence or tragedy.

Thinking 'did I give anyone his address?'
We begin to question if we accidentally shared the address of someone close to us.

That shit that happened to Kone still playing in my head
The traumatic event that Kone experienced continues to haunt our thoughts.

Thinking 'bout he day it happened, when I saw his mum
We vividly recall the day of the incident, especially our interaction with Kone's mother.

And she told me 'please look after my son'
Kone's mother pleaded with us to take care of her son.

Not a single tear on her face showing
Despite her immense grief, Kone's mother did not display any tears on her face.

Even though I know her heart's broken
We understand that her heart is shattered and filled with sorrow.

Staying strong even though we're stressing
Despite the ongoing stress and pressure, we strive to remain strong.

Cos she lost her husband and that being the second
We empathize with her as she has not only lost her son but also her husband, making it the second devastating loss she has experienced.

That's why the music is a must to us
This is why music is essential to us; it serves as an outlet for our emotions and a way to express ourselves.

Kone he's going to make it up to her
Kone is determined to make it up to his mother by achieving success and providing for her.

All the pain, all the things, falling on me
We bear the weight of all the pain and hardships we have endured.

Flashing lights, seen my life flash before me
In moments of danger, we see our lives flash before our eyes.