gaika - crown & key كلمات الأغنية
[verse 1]
god save the roadmen, goons and thugs
all the yutes beggin’ boots
get their racks from drugs
oh, and angels holdin’ stocks for your blud
’cause london city isn’t built on god
no, no, no, we must stand up
choppers with the coppers
man, we show no love
no, no, no, [?] can k!ll us
na na na, na na na, na na na
[hook]
when i p-ss through
salute fi the king
raise an -rs-nal
’cause we strip everything
every crown and key
every bloodclaat ting
every crown and key
every bloodclaat ting
[hook]
when i p-ss through
salute fi the king
raise an -rs-nal
’cause we strip everything
every crown and key
every bloodclaat ting
every crown and key
every bloodclaat ting
[verse 2]
it’s c0ke money, joke money, black’s another trap
all these motherf-ckers just smite all of man
oh, you talk so, oh, you talk too much
there’s more to your vision, made a prison of them n-ggas
understand, man, i’m swingin’ with the k!llers
f-ck honour, guilt and magazine fillers
guerilla warfare, you can ask mr. skinner
been southside, swimmin’ with the drillers
since iceberg i’m paddlin’ the pillers
i’m in this for the immigrants, i’m rilin’ up the villas
i’m in this for the shotters putting bleach in your liver
[chorus]
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
[verse 3]
[?] with that sickle [?]
fickle politics, b-tch, i’m in it for the dough
greed put her thirst on the wannabes
[?] murking [?] when you’re gone [?]
no, no, no, not my level, not my lane, not close
no, no, no, throwin’ shade at the shadows in the gold
i’m a south londoner, don’t you know
laughin’ like a fool when the bodies hit the floor
[chorus]
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
k!ll ’em all, bodies in the street
your mother’s tears in the hot concrete
madame guillotine, madame guillotine
[outro]
so, we shout it to the ground
they be f-ckin’ up the place for the dollars and pounds
and ill gotten gains, we suffer and drown
but revel up if you’re down
’cause we’re in the streets where no banners dem found
every ghetto yute must take back him crown
just ride if you’re down, this fight is right now
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