Foreign Beggars, Bangzy, Lord Laville - Crash and Burn lyrics
[Foreign Beggars, Bangzy, Lord Laville - Crash and Burn lyrics]
I can feel it coming
Coursing passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts
People say you ain't the same
They say that we're not fortified
This ain't a fucking game
All I see is thoughts, what
You think we've fucking changed
Yo, sup I'm Pav, it's nice to meet you
I'm just trying to have
A laugh that's peaceful
Half of these righteous men are evil
Filled up pious plans, I see through
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you
You're chasing likes from random people
Everything I read's telling me we're equal
Everything you seen in the beast is a prequel
You should take note
Don't care if you're paying
Or you're straight broke
Good man, bad man, I can play both
Brown kid, nice school, was a scapegoat
Used to get it on the way home
Every day, getting baited by plainclothes
They trace every way that your wage goes
Round here, every day is the same old
You can stay warm through the day clothes
Stay warm 'til the cows come home
Stay hoping the crowd won't notice
And they won't
You still a damn slave to the payroll
After tax, what'd you take home?
Are you really nabbing that weight, though?
You in Tesco's buying chemicals that
You feed to your kids
That's how they make clones
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can
I been raised by these streets
But, I'm gon' be a better man
Back's broken, our heads ache
Black smoke in our chest plates
Thick lines in these stressed faces
Like deep trenches in cleft clay
We stand soaking in acid rain
Off the chemtrails, they're like fat veins
Red streaks in that dust sky
Overlooking these packed trains
Half the lifetime of the average man
Stuck at the wheel in a traffic jam
Live to work or you work to live
Is your life really just a gift?
Full control and you're breathing
Those guys take it all for no reason
Now you need things just to fill the hole
Corporations stay beaming
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can
I been raised by these streets
But, I'm gon' be a better man, yeah
I can feel it coming
Coursing passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts
People say you ain't the same
They say that we're not fortified
This ain't a fucking game
All I see is thoughts, what
You think we've fucking changed
Coursing passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts
People say you ain't the same
They say that we're not fortified
This ain't a fucking game
All I see is thoughts, what
You think we've fucking changed
Yo, sup I'm Pav, it's nice to meet you
I'm just trying to have
A laugh that's peaceful
Half of these righteous men are evil
Filled up pious plans, I see through
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you
You're chasing likes from random people
Everything I read's telling me we're equal
Everything you seen in the beast is a prequel
You should take note
Don't care if you're paying
Or you're straight broke
Good man, bad man, I can play both
Brown kid, nice school, was a scapegoat
Used to get it on the way home
Every day, getting baited by plainclothes
They trace every way that your wage goes
Round here, every day is the same old
You can stay warm through the day clothes
Stay warm 'til the cows come home
Stay hoping the crowd won't notice
And they won't
You still a damn slave to the payroll
After tax, what'd you take home?
Are you really nabbing that weight, though?
You in Tesco's buying chemicals that
You feed to your kids
That's how they make clones
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can
I been raised by these streets
But, I'm gon' be a better man
Back's broken, our heads ache
Black smoke in our chest plates
Thick lines in these stressed faces
Like deep trenches in cleft clay
We stand soaking in acid rain
Off the chemtrails, they're like fat veins
Red streaks in that dust sky
Overlooking these packed trains
Half the lifetime of the average man
Stuck at the wheel in a traffic jam
Live to work or you work to live
Is your life really just a gift?
Full control and you're breathing
Those guys take it all for no reason
Now you need things just to fill the hole
Corporations stay beaming
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I've tried as best as I can
I been raised by these streets
But, I'm gon' be a better man, yeah
I can feel it coming
Coursing passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts
People say you ain't the same
They say that we're not fortified
This ain't a fucking game
All I see is thoughts, what
You think we've fucking changed