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letra de this town - the skints

london city i was born in,
you know i love this town,
but i can’t pick up when she’s calling

so riddle me this, follow me to the place that raised me,
gave me the up and down that developed and shaped me,
give me a run down town with a ruffneck sound,
’cause the rat inna the underground don’t phase me
i’ve never been the one to stay in just one place mind;
for the love of the music we do not discriminate, fly
from the mountain tops to an eastern block,
or a tropical island to catch a nice vibe

but no matter where we go we leave london town,
reliable, we ride up in our black steed and turn up an hour early for the soundcheck jam,
sip on a little rum and run the riddim and sound.
then we back on the road, on the way, today we’re racing
against the clock ah catch a tunnel we are facing
no matter where we go, we are coming on home,
i said londinium give me another day, sing

well i love the london music that come before my time,
‘cos the new vibes got me wishing that it was back in ’85
whether the punk or roots and culture, ragga, jungle, hip-hop or grime,
so i take a little trip on the victoria line,
and i check for tippa irie there down inna brixton
who bun down tracks with the man in the sound like saxon system,
stepping round town and we see the bredrin horse man he says…

“come, yes unno make we nice up session”
the skints, tippa irie and the one horseman
the three of we, yes we ah go join as one,
so let’s get together and do this boom song
mi know them haffi play it pon them station,
or ya haffi see we pon the television,
everybody stamp them foot and everybody raise them hand you never know cos this one’s a champion
and what them talking about? the place london

because i really love my london town,
through the up and through the down,
i been almost everywhere but i man have to come back here,
so much different things to do, so much different things to see,
it it multicultural now, but i just love it anyhow,
born and raised right here, smoke a zoot, drink a beer,
no we nah go have no fear, we love this land and atmosphere,
it is where i am from, it is where i belong, it’s the only place for me,
for i man and my family,

london city i was born in,
you know i love this town,
but i can’t pick up when she’s calling

cause i’m a resident that’s why,
yeah i,

so riddle me this, follow me to the place that raised me,
gave me the up and down that developed and shaped me,
give me a run down town with a ruffneck sound,
’cause the rat inna the underground don’t phase me.
then we back on the road, on the way, today we’re racing
against the clock ah catch a tunnel we are facing
no matter where we go, we are coming on home i said londinium give me another day, sing

london city i was born in
you know i love this town
but i can’t pick up when she’s calling

- the skints

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