letra de supreme soviet (working class drip) - pavlov's house
dripped-out working class fashionistas
or we got the balaclava on, zapatistas
maduro and castro, the tracksuit adidas
beret on top whether panthers, chavistas
sportswear, all sick fitteds
or they’re full-kit with it
the purse on display is a burberry fake
but we can’t make-up in this urban decay
now we’re vagabonding in our godd-mn trackie bottoms
gotten blackened eyes from having all these backhand sovereigns
designer brands knocked-off, croptops chopped-off
all the stolen clothes we got from a topshop
posh sods posture in beanies & northies
been seen in your gilet, meaning you’re horsey
we’re fake ray-bans, skate-brands on a caveman
you couldn’t hold this down like a sp-ceman
dripped-out working class fashionistas
or we got the balaclava on, zapatistas
supreme soviet
maduro and castro, the tracksuit adidas
beret on top whether panthers, chavistas
supreme soviet
new clothes when the rent paid, nylon or hemp-made
femboys dressed as a frenchmaid, red-laced
knitting needle measuring the next gauge, thread frayed
where the best-laid hems of mice and men stay
some looking wednesday, fester or lurch
some kept their sunday-best for the church
or dressed in a shirt for the court-date only
no blackshirts f-ck an oswald moseley
… proles stay in the dole queue
gold-chain and a gold tooth
cold shades and the gold hoops
fresh creps, colgate on your old shoes
best-dressed, bold taste when i roll thru
yes yes, salt bae with the soul food
get dressed, whole day where you scroll, nude
… old-age is a whole mood
dripped-out working class fashionistas
or we got the balaclava on, zapatistas
supreme soviet
maduro and castro, the tracksuit adidas
beret on top whether panthers, chavistas
supreme soviet
tiger-stripe print or you maybe think bumblebees
summerbreeze, stay distinct, baby-pink dungarees
son of a plumber, we’ve dusty rhodes polkadots
come with a stunner, we must be stone cold a lot
what do the colours be, white with the gold or not
is the dress black and blue f-ck it just fold the lot
…do not converse aloud with ya kickers
popped out for a milk in my gown and my slippers
you looking ukipper, new hitler youth nippers
move with the gluesniffers, bootl!ckers
all on display, who need a new zipper, you kidder
grew thicker, stupider, you skinheads use clippers
i’m sharp as a razor ramon toothpicker
sl!ck rick with it but i move sl!cker, new vigor
too bitter we’re pretty and use glitter
mascara in your rearview mirror
letras aleatórias
- dajoan melancolia › letra de l'état des âmes - dajoan melancolia
- dave matthews band › letra de american baby - live from red rocks - dave matthews band
- massiv › letra de black gun beretta - massiv
- elokuu › letra de valvoo - elokuu
- doe b › letra de hood memories - doe b
- kylek castro › letra de she making love to my songs - kylek castro
- ya boy › letra de shoe box - ya boy
- c zar gmc › letra de czar city - c-zar (gmc)
- ali tomineek › letra de 14 year old black kid raps fast - ali tomineek
- riak › letra de how you want me to - riak