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Foreign Beggars - Crash and Burn Lyrics




Sup I'm Pav it's nice to meet you
I just tryn'a have a life that's peaceful
Half of these righteous man evil
Veiled up pious plans I see through
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you
You're chasing likes from random people
Everything I see is telling me that we ain't equal
Everything you see that the beast is a prequel
You should take note, don't care if you paid your straight broke
Good man badman I could play both
Brown kid nice school was a scapegoat
Used to get on the way home
Every day getting baited by plainclothes
They trace every way that your wage goes
Round here every day is the same old
And you can stay woke till the day close
Stay woke till the cows come home
Stay hopin' the crowds won't notice and they won't
You're still at damn slave to the payroll
After tax what you take home
Are you really yammin that Waitrose
You in Tesco's buying chemicals that you feed the kids
That's how they make clones

Sometimes I think about
The old days (yeah)
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can (yeah)
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about
The old days (yeah)
But it don't mean a thing a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can
I've been raised by these streets
But I'm gonna be a better man

Backs broken our chests ache
Black smoke in our chestplates
Thick lines in these stressed faces
Like deep trenches in cleft clay
We stand soakin' in acid rain
Off the chemtrails they're like fat veins
Red streaks in that dusk sky
Overlooking these packed trains
Half the lifetime of the average man
Stuck at the wheel in a traffic jam
Live to work or you work to live
Is your life really theirs to give?
Full control on your breathing
Those guys take it all for no reason
Now you need things just to fill the hole
Corporations stay beaming
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Sup I'm Pav it's nice to meet you
I just tryn'a have a life that's peaceful
Half of these righteous man evil
Veiled up pious plans I see through
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you
You're chasing likes from random people
Everything I see is telling me that we ain't equal
Everything you see that the beast is a prequel
You should take note, don't care if you paid your straight broke
Good man badman I could play both
Brown kid nice school was a scapegoat
Used to get on the way home
Every day getting baited by plainclothes
They trace every way that your wage goes
Round here every day is the same old
And you can stay woke till the day close
Stay woke till the cows come home
Stay hopin' the crowds won't notice and they won't
You're still at damn slave to the payroll
After tax what you take home
Are you really yammin that Waitrose
You in Tesco's buying chemicals that you feed the kids
That's how they make clones

Sometimes I think about
The old days (yeah)
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can (yeah)
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about
The old days (yeah)
But it don't mean a thing a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can
I've been raised by these streets
But I'm gonna be a better man

Backs broken our chests ache
Black smoke in our chestplates
Thick lines in these stressed faces
Like deep trenches in cleft clay
We stand soakin' in acid rain
Off the chemtrails they're like fat veins
Red streaks in that dusk sky
Overlooking these packed trains
Half the lifetime of the average man
Stuck at the wheel in a traffic jam
Live to work or you work to live
Is your life really theirs to give?
Full control on your breathing
Those guys take it all for no reason
Now you need things just to fill the hole
Corporations stay beaming
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Writer: ANDRE LAVILLE, EBOW GRAHAM, MUJTABA TAUQIR, PAVAN MUKHI
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave


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