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Man im in London, Brixton, Camden Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand London is busy this city is tricky This city is cold Wake up with a headache and im so poetic And life is a madness London is pretty This city is butters this city is both I call it my home and its live Days will go by and they swallow the time Spend hours sat by the river a night Sipping on wine Always red over white Making a stop at the offie of course Grabbing a couple of drinks for the ride Hop on the tube and im minding the doors Linking the gang and were making a vibe Man im in London, Brixton, Camden Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand London is busy this city is tricky This city is cold Wake up with a headache and im so poetic And life is a madness London is pretty This city is butters this city is both Someones gotta right these ways And the man can't tell me the feelings fake When the prices rise and the bills still racing High as fuck and they won't quite taking I move slow shoot high like I might take a minute Make it seem like patience People up there don't get it like us So I pick them off roll them in a mad fat paper I'll take the night by storm and ill roam with the gang on a late one Ill make it vanish ill take light blacken it Leaving the streets ill take off Life with inflation, everything raised but they won't put the wage up Governments lame And they'd rather see a mother and her kids on the pavement Than have a missed payment Man im in London, Brixton, Camden Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand London is busy this city is tricky This city is cold Wake up with a headache and im so poetic And life is a madness London is pretty This city is butters this city is both Said im in London im loving the city I'm loving the heat from the sun when it shines Billing a zoot and im smoking it silly the higher the grade Well the redder the eyes Finding a spot we can chill in the nicer the view The more quiet the better the find People I see in the streets and I wonder if any have similar minds People will come and then ghost Oh no you can never know Have a guess what the future might hold Whatever it means and whatever the reason I don't even care anymore What I might find on the road Try not to worry at all Whatever im dealing with Keeping the feeling up Man im in London, Brixton, Camden Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand London is busy this city is tricky This city is cold Wake up with a headache and im so poetic And life is a madness London is pretty This city is butters this city is both
Writer(s): James Sullivan, Carson Scheidler, George Takahide, Jake Mackenzy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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