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Kano - This Is England
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INTERPRÉTATION
Kano
Kano
Chant
Jodi Milliner
Jodi Milliner
Basse
Amy Langley
Amy Langley
Violoncelle
Tom Skinner
Tom Skinner
Batterie
The Killer Horns
The Killer Horns
Cor
Blue May
Blue May
Programmation
Sam Beste
Sam Beste
Piano
Dirty Pretty Strings
Dirty Pretty Strings
Cordes
James Adams
James Adams
Trompette
Ryan Jacob
Ryan Jacob
Trompette
Amy Stanford
Amy Stanford
Alto
Gita Langley
Gita Langley
Violon
Rosie Langley
Rosie Langley
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kane Robinson
Kane Robinson
Composition
Martijn van Sonderen
Martijn van Sonderen
Composition
Nik Roos
Nik Roos
Composition
Thijs de Vlieger
Thijs de Vlieger
Composition
Tristan Landymore
Tristan Landymore
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jodi Milliner
Jodi Milliner
Production complémentaire
Dave Johnson
Dave Johnson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Scott Knapper
Scott Knapper
Ingénierie
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Blue May
Blue May
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

I'm from where Reggie Kray got rich as fuck East London, who am I to mess this tradition up? Jellied eels, pie and mash, two pints of that pride on tap Polo top, pair of stans, flat cap and a Burberry mac Some ASBO kids on the crack here Super tenants on a park bench, brown packet Yeah, that's the hood, yeah, that's the hood I'm just a 2Pac nigga in a town full of Suges Trying be straight in this town full of crooks Know when you've never seen a man buy a Bentley with a book We take to water like a duck, headed to the green But getting caught up in the rough Story of my life, and I'm just giving you the crux The wheels keep on turning, we keep on earning Streets lead to wars and spies Be sure we keep on moving forward Straight, straight as the owls fly Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend Uh, it's been a long time coming, like Sam said A change gonna come for the masses Bars back, give that dark shit a damn rest Rap for the have-nots and the have-less This my Rocky stairway flow Something those Apollos wouldn't know Brother and a mother, where's Daddy? Ah, fuck it, same old, same old Face bothered, two three piece, Nucky Thompson Fight against the odds to the top like Jack Johnson You can keep the more money if you keep the problems I can keep it real, can you keep it one hundred? Just bought a soda pound sign said Stripped and underground, king of his highness Now what will come first, getting rich or the dying? The tears or the violins? The wheels keep on turning, we keep on earning Streets lead to wars and spies Be sure we keep on moving forward Straight, straight as the owls fly Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend It's not a hip hop party without a butt twerk It's not a real rap song without a cuss word It's not a house party without a shuffle It's not a garage rave without champagne Back when Wiley was Wiley Kat This was how we used to get the party gassed CS, get the party gassed Then you covered your face and dossed out the back Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend
Writer(s): Kane Brett Robinson, Tristan Michael Alexander Landymore, Benjamin Paul Ballance Drew, Nightwatch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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