Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alfa Mist
Performer
Johnny Woodham
Trumpet
Jamie Leeming
Guitar
Simmy Singh
Violin
Jamie Houghton
Drums
Peggy Nolan
Cello
Samuel Rapley
Musician
Lucy Nolan
Viola
Laura Senior
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alfa Sekitoleko
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alfa Mist
Producer
Guy Davie
Mastering Engineer
Stuart Matthews
Mixing Engineer
David Holmes
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I'm out here if the weather permit
No score but might get an assist
No law, just get in the bin
You were winning, you were so sure, then you offend
I was involved, was so bored, I left with the wind
In the beginning I was so poor
But everyone was in a similar state
Live in estates, not a single bill in the gates
Not a wrinkle, time slipping away
Life gives and it takes
So I ain't giving you grace for a little mistake
Give 'em an inch and they'll piss on your grave
If you're the type to take whatever you can get around me
What you need to be protecting is your neck
'Cause all these ties can be severed in a sec
Problems of the heart, don't let 'em affect your head
"It's only human flesh," like Hannibal lector said
I couldn't care less if I never get the cred
Even if it means you die once, never be a beg
Just give me nine months, we can resurrect the dead
Give me nine months, we can resurrect the dead
If the other side comes, you can let them be ahead
But just give me nine months
Nine months, nine months
Nine months, nine months
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, I'm back?
What year is it?
Your soft stance only hardens my position
The bite is terrorist, the bark is the petition
From the cradle, to the barbershop, to prison
You men are half-arsed, the other half forgot to listen
Good, delete the lectures from the target of the mission
The future dictators, sparking a resistance
It's fun and games 'til you start to spot the difference
Soon they'd rather you dead, then start an opposition
I'd rather break a few eggs to calm the optimism
In past lives, saw my partner's wrong decisions
You let the numbers multiply, I'd rather long division
Life's the vision
Listen, used to be a mere soldier
Now a couple hundred years older
Sow seeds of doubt, cultivating fear culture
Body here and there to motivate my dear vultures
Kill off all the hopefuls, so it appears hopeless
Keep a bookkeeper, if something's weird notice
Can't afford fuzziness, we need clear focus
If you try to part ways, listen here, Moses
I'll find you in your next life
Written by: Alfa Sekitoleko