歌詞
Yo, streets full’a nodders, brain’s on pause,
Guy face-down like he broke some laws.
Pharma’s countin’ cash, I’m countin’ steps,
Tryna dodge bodies and them dirty reps.
[Chorus]
Kensington blues – same sh*t, new day,
Corner boy twitchin’, tryna score and play.
Dreams hit the floor like a cheap-ass high,
We the walkin’ dead, don’t even try.
[Verse 2]
Cops roll by, don’t blink, don’t care,
Dude OD’d right there, still breathin' air.
Big suits watchin’ from a glass-ass tower,
Sellin’ us death with a smile and power.
[Chorus]
Kensington blues – no plan, no fix,
Bag in my sock, flame to the Bic.
This city don’t cry, just coughs up haze,
Ain’t no future in these zombie days.
[Verse 2]
Cops roll by, don’t blink, don’t care,
Dude OD’d right there, still breathin' air.
Big suits watchin’ from a glass-ass tower,
Sellin’ us death with a smile and power.
[Chorus]
Kensington blues – no plan, no fix,
Bag in my sock, flame to the Bic.
This city don’t cry, just coughs up haze,
Ain’t no future in these zombie days.
[Outro]
Ayo, this ain’t life – just waitin’ to fall,
Philly forgot us, that’s all.
Written by: Zoltan Gabor


