Lyrics

(Original rudeboy) Live with this, live-o Stay alive, live-o I don't call that side ho Five-oh Live with this, l- Stay alive I don't call that- Stay alive Low lifers, we know what pride is Pop two things to feel like I did Lights at the back and front my eyelids Money up by the shop, the cost of my bits Low lifers, we know the price is Never had no one to show my sitch Cats from the block, they feed the mice's Had to fuck up the odds and beat the dices Everyone knows to be divisive P-P-Pigs in blanket, pree disguises No love for the cops, we keep 'em frightened D-D-Dance to the beat, it freed our minds quick Inside in a trance, I'm feeling my shit G-G-God save the queen, but keep me grinding Backward thoughts, they need aligning T-T-Tears of the people, screech the violins So loud I can't- So loud I can't- So loud I can't hear myself So loud I can't- So loud I can't- So loud I can't hear myself They don't rave no more They don't rant no more They don't rave no more They don't dance galore I gotta praise the Lord Before I take the cause Get away from mine I'll get away from yours Rave no more Rant no more Rave no more Dance galore Praise the Lord Take the cause Away from mine Away from yours Low lifers, but feed the high kids G-G-Got what you need, I beat the prices Find the divine, deceive the spineless G-G-Ganja smoke impedes the sinus (Original) nutter Original peace to peace, my mind shifts Original smoke can leave you mindless B-B-Blinding lights to beat the crisis No, I don't like no sympathisers Sometimes I just n-need reminding It's ours for the taking, we decide this Imagine the force if we denied pigs 'Cause I ain't got no time, I need the right mix Wheel it, fly it, bring my mic quick DJ, line it, need my high fixed I said, "DJ, line it, need my high fixed" So loud I can't- So loud I can't- So loud I can't hear myself So loud I can't- So loud I can't- So loud I can't hear myself They don't rave no more They don't rant no more They don't rave no more They don't dance galore I gotta praise the Lord Before I take the cause Get away from mine I'll get away from yours Rave no more Rant no more Rave no more Dance galore Praise the Lord Take the cause Away from mine Away from your- They don't rave no more They don't rant no more They don't rave no more They don't dance galore I gotta praise the Lord Before I take the cause Get away from mine I'll get away from yours Rave no more Rant no more Rave no more Dance galore Praise the Lord Take the cause Away from mine Away from yours They don't rave no more
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