Professor Green, Lee Bailey - City of Gold lyrics

We don't have no time
(No time in these streets
Everybody's hungry and trying to eat)
In the city of gold
(Everybody's out for their own
It's hot round here even when
You're out in the cold)
Trying to get me some sunshine
(It's hard to find peace here
Never can you be easy, always gotta beware)
And avoid the patrol, oh yeah
(But that's life in the inner
City: up to no bother
Trying not to get collared by the piggies)

I'm fed up, all I want is a little nice
Weather when I get up
A lot of people arrive zealous
But life here's less a dream
More a nightmare
Welcome to the city of gold, the city I roam
Home to the grittiest roads
It's hardly a party
Getting our Ps on the same
Corner where woman sell Narni
I live amongst vermin, I'm stuck
But, I couldn't give a fuck
As long as I'm earning
Long been accustomed to the ways of the manor
The filth are an occupational hazard
Parked chilling in a car park, grinning
It's gone midnight and I'm
Half passed sinning got a dark heart wicked
With my rasclart lyrics
I'm a bad boy you don't
Wanna start no shit with


Time's precious and it moves fast in a
City of bright lights and tight dresses
Medusas' that'll seduce ya if ya ain't ready
A city that makes few and breaks many
The city I'm in's less like the city of gold
More like the city of sin
Where everybody's in it to win
From villainous nippers to city
Slickers with sinister grins
Straight ain't religious, never
Been into hymns
And I pushed bars before I'd
Ever been in a gym
So for my freedom I keep hoping
Cause, I don't wanna walk through
The doors these keys open
I don't know if you think
It's nice or something?
But, I can show you a
Different side to London
To think you came here for the treasures
But nobody ever came here for the weather

Jack the Lad, I put the work in
For the wage of sin
Even if by some poor sod's loss, I care not
I will take the win
So many came so full of hope
Only to be deflated
The roads we walk ain't paved in gold
Alone is how our day's spent
Don't think cause I'm polite I'm nice G
Or cause I'm well dressed I ain't grimy
I got food for them city heads
Just another aggie youth that the city bred
The cloud I'm under thunder's loud
I ain't waiting for the day
That the sun comes out
If you wonder what I'm under
Now? The same shit
I was and will be 'till I'm underground