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Crown Freedom - No Corona Lyrics



Crown Freedom - No Corona Lyrics




Listen guys, just stay at home and don't panic
You little Chipmunks

I went to the shop, tryna get a few bits
I don't wanna be at risk and the queues too big
Why you taking all the crisp, got a screw loose kid
I ain't tryna get sick with this new flu sitch
Nah you too close step back my brudda
That's the last loo roll, get a black eye brudda
I'm just joking, I've got loads at home coz I know you didn't think about the oldies
Shout me if you want one
I'm stuck in the crib with the kids, so I'm on one
No I'm not gonna fight you over a tin of beans
But you can get a quick kick or a one bombbbbbb
Or a stone cold stunner
Don't lose hope or let your boat go under
Alright Maria when I phone my mudda
Outside with Diaz tryna shout my bunny - do you want a Carrot
Can't do shows no more and that's sad
That's facts, tryna get (A rack) Iraq like Baghdad
But I'm trapped inside the gaff and that's trash
But if you don't cry or laugh, you'll go mad
Lads what you gonna do without the Prem?
And you can't get smashed or go out with friends
I'm so glad that Liverpool can't lift the trophy, anyway still shout out to them
Lock down like I'm in Thorn Cross or the Bank
It's funny coz man still ain't washing their hands
Now ya got a cough, ya phoning 1 1 1
On hold for time, that's long, long, long
For me it's vitamin c
Brexit now it's getting too deep
Netflix on my living room seat
And I flex this on a riddim new beats

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rah you don't wash ya hands, ya too dutty
Chat on Fb and the Gram but do nuttin
Don't try an' sneeze on man, you'll get nutted
No bread can't even make a few butties
Mazza Tiger knee like Sagat
Reggae ting on the beat like Ragga
No school bell a ring on the street like Shabba
In my dressing gown, tryna eat my pasta
Everybody going mad
Filling up their trolley, get the shopping in the bag
And I know I shouldn't laugh
Can't wait for the shelves to be stacked so he's gonna rob em from the back
Dat dat dat's sad
Man are goin' rah rah rags
Like bro just stay in the ga ga gaff
What you going out for
Do you think that ya bad, do you think you're a G or an outlaw
Donut
Cyborgs, robots
Fix up ya face... botox, no doe, go on the dole, we got no jobs
I... need my universal credit
And the NHS they deserve some credit
Shop workers threatened, stay in, don't spread it
Or let a vulnerable and old person get it
It's no joke when people are dying
But I've got hope, love and peace in the Messiah
But I've got no custard creams and now I'm crying
Big shout out to my niece man that's Camiah
I won't switch, you won't see me stressing
Quick it's Joe Wicks with the PE lesson
Prayer is so big it's the secret weapon
Practice Trombone til you're even better
Yeah I need to grab some hovis
I ain't gonna going outside like an agoraphobic
Didn't know in our time there'd be mass control and
They're saying it's 5G, the masts are loaded
I don't know if that's true
And if you're not right with God search your soul If that's you
No GCSE's man they're closing that school
Covid -19 all over our news

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Nah we don't want no, Corona virus
Stranger things like Winona Ryder
Son inside so we know the climate
Sagat Sagat mode its survival
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English

Listen guys, just stay at home and don't panic
You little Chipmunks

I went to the shop, tryna get a few bits
I don't wanna be at risk and the queues too big
Why you taking all the crisp, got a screw loose kid
I ain't tryna get sick with this new flu sitch
Nah you too close step back my brudda
That's the last loo roll, get a black eye brudda
I'm just joking, I've got loads at home coz I know you didn't think about the oldies
Shout me if you want one
I'm stuck in the crib with the kids, so I'm on one
No I'm not gonna fight you over a tin of beans
But you can get a quick kick or a one bombbbbbb
Or a stone cold stunner
Don't lose hope or let your boat go under
Alright Maria when I phone my mudda
Outside with Diaz tryna shout my bunny - do you want a Carrot
Can't do shows no more and that's sad
That's facts, tryna get (A rack) Iraq like Baghdad
But I'm trapped inside the gaff and that's trash
But if you don't cry or laugh, you'll go mad
Lads what you gonna do without the Prem?
And you can't get smashed or go out with friends
I'm so glad that Liverpool can't lift the trophy, anyway still shout out to them
Lock down like I'm in Thorn Cross or the Bank
It's funny coz man still ain't washing their hands
Now ya got a cough, ya phoning 1 1 1
On hold for time, that's long, long, long
For me it's vitamin c
Brexit now it's getting too deep
Netflix on my living room seat
And I flex this on a riddim new beats

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rah you don't wash ya hands, ya too dutty
Chat on Fb and the Gram but do nuttin
Don't try an' sneeze on man, you'll get nutted
No bread can't even make a few butties
Mazza Tiger knee like Sagat
Reggae ting on the beat like Ragga
No school bell a ring on the street like Shabba
In my dressing gown, tryna eat my pasta
Everybody going mad
Filling up their trolley, get the shopping in the bag
And I know I shouldn't laugh
Can't wait for the shelves to be stacked so he's gonna rob em from the back
Dat dat dat's sad
Man are goin' rah rah rags
Like bro just stay in the ga ga gaff
What you going out for
Do you think that ya bad, do you think you're a G or an outlaw
Donut
Cyborgs, robots
Fix up ya face... botox, no doe, go on the dole, we got no jobs
I... need my universal credit
And the NHS they deserve some credit
Shop workers threatened, stay in, don't spread it
Or let a vulnerable and old person get it
It's no joke when people are dying
But I've got hope, love and peace in the Messiah
But I've got no custard creams and now I'm crying
Big shout out to my niece man that's Camiah
I won't switch, you won't see me stressing
Quick it's Joe Wicks with the PE lesson
Prayer is so big it's the secret weapon
Practice Trombone til you're even better
Yeah I need to grab some hovis
I ain't gonna going outside like an agoraphobic
Didn't know in our time there'd be mass control and
They're saying it's 5G, the masts are loaded
I don't know if that's true
And if you're not right with God search your soul If that's you
No GCSE's man they're closing that school
Covid -19 all over our news

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Rona, I don't want no Corona
And I can't wait til it's over
Stay away it's contagious Corona
Keep fighting you're a soldier, soldier

Nah we don't want no, Corona virus
Stranger things like Winona Ryder
Son inside so we know the climate
Sagat Sagat mode its survival
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Writer: Marvin Gilbert
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Crown Freedom - No Corona Video
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Performed By: Crown Freedom
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Marvin Gilbert

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