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letra de bread & butter - mango x mathman

00:00
another day in the dub
0 hour contracts
0 f-cks given
living
just enough for the city
living… with your ma cause those yuppie vultures reclaimed our kips cast out for culture
class
the cultchies keep telling us the good times are back like no-one’s suffering
they turned their biggest f-ck up into a starbucks like we don’t have enough of them
still it’s bread & b-tter
getting rubber
chip shop drama
me aul one says there’s nothing like ‘home sweet home’
i says nama
the grass is sh-t here
and i need something greener
been a while since my bird had to fly away and i still haven’t seen her
not a peep
just a beep of a leap card tap & the only fella making sense on my telly’s head’s wrapped in a spar bag
suffocating
off yer trolley
f-ck the patients
jaysus
back to basics
f-ck off ye sap ye
yer ma’s yer da
yeah!? we’ll your ma only had ye cause she had te

but the youth know
the lost society haunted by blue ghosts
it’s bag a cans man
‘sgrand few tunes
have you smokes?

but the memories faded like the stamp on me wrist
i haven’t had enough, i just had a dance and got p-ssed
i’m the good catholic, the atheist, the agnostic
the prodigal son, the rapper, the lirrel bollix
and from your street to moore st. you find the fruits of the spirit
it’s house music all night long yeah pal and i’m widdih
what are ye sayin? where ye from? what are ye on?
what’s my name, what’s the time? where’s it gone?
the reason
the rhyme
and i fit the crime in this ghost estate of mind in this ghost estate of mine

but they told me get a job and build a bridge
skip the kids to fill the fridge
old streets
phone beeps
soaked sheets
no sleep

pay the price for a good time
take a swipe at a love life
wake up 6 years later
hate your haircut
with a note on the table that says she’s heard enough
but you missed out on sydney now, for you it’s just a dream
it’s just half pans and scr-pped plans stewing in the schemes
so you p-ss about in ‘back to education’ or get a go nowhere to get your fathers medication
but the back of me eyelids are still singing ‘benediction’
at a sacrament of a gaffer in the kitchen
wake up beside the fear and it hits deep
buddy ye won’t shake that til yer six deep
but for now it’s casual clothes
casualties and births
highs and lows
it’s tha casual work

- mango x mathman

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