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London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
[Verse 1: Konola]
Tracksuit boy in the London town, speaking slang when I'm coming 'round
Man's just different, please don't fidget with your hand in and out your pouch
From North London down to South, ouch, better watch your mouth
Came with love when I'm rolling through
This concrete jungle, London Zoo (Yeah!)
The spirit of fear is not from God, I've got inherited power
Devil rolls around like a roaring lion for someone to devour (Yeah!)
So I roll on blocks and preach this gospel into the midnight hour (Yeah!)
Rivers of living water pouring out, spiritual shower
Please don't panic, panic
My screwface is automatic
London city, harlot central, evеrything is pornographic
Told this girl, "Come on my train, then catch my bus", she movеd dramatic
My tongue game is acrobatic
Pray in tongues, move psychopathic
Young G's killing off the olders
Olders putting boys on posters
Drill scene encouraging behaviour
Mandem think they don't need a saviour
Government keeps cutting down God's trees
They think life just runs on paper
One day, we will meet our maker
After we meet the undertaker
[Verse 2: Kay Sade]
Ten years in, plus one, when a lost one plunged in the water and the cross won (Won)
Bankrupt girl got accustomed quick to a life savings, my trust fund, yeah
Now I've got friends in the highest places
Instead of friends that'll lie to faces
Look, I won't bore you with all the occasions
Nah, but stories, I can write you pages
God all my life, been gracious
"All My Life" like K-Ci (Wait)
From youth, when I dabbled in occult
But I had to cut the cord, man, if that wasn't the call I'm crazy
You can't end me 'cause you didn't make me
There's too many layers around me to break me
Your stake isn't rooted, your faith'll get washed
One eye looking back is just two in the dark
They moving a way unfamiliar that isn't sitting with my spirit, we dippin'
Must not know the conviction (No)
I got they countenance twisted
I ain't a part of your system, the rules roll off me, slick, no friction
Nah, just hit them with the tunes, so smooth like SZA
Shift like Drizzy and rock like Lissie
Cliques and the politics, not my energy
Straight from the interview, that's just facts, man
All the negativity trash, I'ma push back like a magnet with a matched end
Push back, moonwalk like Jackson
Getting pushback from the world for directness
Get cheffed with the truth, be blessed and renewed
But walking that edge is a death wish
[Verse 3: K. Lewis]
Once, I was on the way with puff
Had so much hatred inside my heart
I used to struggle with light and dark
And bro was slinging out light and dark
Treat the pen like a wap
Kingdom of darkness, rise it, let that bark
I paint pictures, it's more than art
The word is a sword and I'm piercing hearts
We grew up 'round waps and knives
Now look at us, all raised in Christ
I've got lines all over the country
And I'm talking rap, not a county line
That's what God's done
Real talk man, I love being God's son
I never knew what life was until I got some
Cool to be a light in a city like London
Hold up, sticky city where I come from
Where my young G's don't wanna die
But they're looking out for opps and feds with their truncheons
Where if you try and make it out with music
They might slap you with an injunction
This is food for thought, my brudda, so get your lunch on
Growing up in South East London, a man rose from the dungeon
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London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
London city, London city
