Lyrics:
to drown in this sea of thought
Living in disharmony
I want to start again without the
I want to start again without the shackles of the modern age
I
the shape of the modern mind
Whose side are you on faced with blame and recrimination
Trapped by your words it's the theme of a broken nation
Start counting
the walls, of modern misery
Yeah I follow the horizon, until my feet start to fail
But I’m drowning in emotions, tell me is it over
Cause I can’t keep running
There was an English guy with two last names
In the cubicle next to me
He was a snotty English guy with a tweed over coat
And an air of superiority
I
And the sounds of the passing cars
And the waves on English Bay
And I wonder if you think of me as I dream of you.
Do you hear the song that I sing in this
hustle workin’
But with a long ding ding dong
You would also start flexin
Developed meth cooked from meds, what’s next?
Forget the AKs or Tecs, we got
it's your time
Take a leap of faith, I'm right by your side
Take a leap of faith, when your heart starts to break
You're paralysed with fear and your
niggaz, get shot by the cops or get thrown in a cell now
That shit be boiling my blood, i just wanna shout, you know what I'm bout, WOW
I should come start
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm in recovery
Can't you see?
I just need time all by myself
No I don't need a remedy
I just need to find new kinds of health
of the king's wives had had her own house guarded by a pair of animals, a bear and a fox for example. By the time I got there, years later, the menagerie had
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
the directions, I'll hit every street
It's the Tinseltown scandal, the Robin Hood vandal
She goes out and steals the king's English
And in the morning you wake
You start out cold and small and afraid
Unaware of yourself or a conscious stream of thoughts
Until you're 2 years old and you can walk, and talk,
Monday start all over
Tuesday safe behind your blinds
Come on over
We can spend an hour or two
Our English sky may well cry
Housewives talk
But I'm so
Smoking on the piff, both whiffed and plastered
Can't kill this sick English Bastard
No EDL, No UKIP shit
Love Bentleys over German whips
And English girls
and
The great Dunn's River
Jamaica surround by Caribbean water
Arawak Indian was the originator
Then the Spaniards, the English
And nuff more follow i seh
Connecting them to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this time I was an artist so
I just started to see these pictures, these real
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English Channel
Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn night
The Sky above and the mud below
They walked into the Deacon's bar, they were Mexican by sight
shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back
Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
If you're looking for some
blow by
My eyes stay fixed but the picture's kinda outta focus
I cry a lot but admit to it
Enjoyin' life now but I've been through it
Sometimes I
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