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letra de dark city - mc nelson

sticks and stones can’t harm me
opps on the field like the old firm derby
you and what army?
something like a bomb when it drops in the party
stop the malarkey
still dodging the cops and scotland yard
still covered in jewellery, dripping that fruit and barley
caramel cuties chocolate barbies
gangsters geezers, sk-nks and skeezers
hands more clean than pastors preachers
magnifique
how can i be past my peak?
when times a teacher the past was peaker
thank god the grass hit greener
i trimmed the fat got leaner
might swing from the chandelier
‘ f-ck are you looking at?
my bangers mash with the hammer that’s a bloodbath not a bubble bath
just out the cash in the duffle bag
troubled past don’t make me double back
muzzle flash i get the bread then i b-tter that
show me your feathers i ruffle that
stuck in the mud in this one where the knuckles drag
it’s nothing lad imma bounce back im the rubber band man
used the punch in the clock then the clock punched me back like a clubber lang bang
on the rubble i stand
destructions a dance
my pop and lock had the cops hand in their gun and their badge
nothing is sacred it’s all up for grabs
i see the grace and the greatness in grey wouldn’t trade it for sun and the sand
or two birds in the bush for the one in my hand
still make the gutter look glam
you wouldn’t understand
i undaunted that money makes a man
because the moneyed have this country just like putty in their hands
i understand that money makes a man
‘cos when the milk and honey splash
you see then scurrying like rats
do yourself a favour
stop the hooligan behaviour
‘cos soon enough it later it’s on
and then who’s coming to save you?
f-ck the rules of engagement
so brutal the game the best move isn’t playing
next thing the troops kate invading
looting and raiding
i can’t be shook or be shaken
i’m boutta cook lemme put on my apr-n
the flower that grew from the cracks in the pavement
the urban decay
but there’s money to make
sinning out of aspiration
highest bidder will remain king
i stay rich ‘cos i take joy in everyday things
painted nails on my plaything
monsters in office and under the bed
i bit my tongue ‘till it bled
i tried to swallow my pride and i choked
never mind i’m the g.o.a.t
never mind staying woke your third eyes getting poked
you can try get your fix and you might end up broke
i’m in the ends it’s like i’m on the ropes
‘till all the loose ends can get tied in a bow

concrete jungle human zoo
concrete jungle human zoo
the city is a melting pot you gotta stir the stew

concrete jungle human zoo
concrete jungle human zoo
the city is a pot of gold for all the empty suites

- mc nelson

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