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Shut The FA Cup
02:26
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Wrote this one with a bingo dauber
Stolen sandwich window shopper
Man a get scrapped like train track copper
Word to the warriors, stay tuned boppers
Nearest and dearest that know me best
When I used to cop tinnies out the Polski Sklep
Now I sip cordial, make bere audio
Swinging my tings like orangutangs in Borneo.
I'm a show em what's what son
Talk a good game but they're no John Motson
I got a mate with a real nice allotment
He knows how to bury any problems (you want some?)
You was never nothing tough
Busy picking out your belly button fluff
I don't know enough about Cryptocurrency
Mind state feeling kinda Schizo currently
Really Bad Handwriting
I got really bad, really bad handwriting
Avalanche rap on a landslide ting
With my really bad, really bad handwriting
Really Bad Handwriting
I got really bad, really bad handwriting
Avalanche rap on a landslide ting
With my really bad, really bad
Wrote this one with a pen out the bookies
22 team accumulator on the footie
From a little man, I was bumping little man wookie
Semi skimmed milk with my Maryland cookies
'Nowdays I try keep a way from the dairy
A lot of them things are unsanitary
Turn off the telly, eat more berries
Got it out the mud so I give it some welly
Someone please save my soul
I may destroy you like Michaela Coel
Can't make myself to available
Rock Cocaine Flow like De La Soul
Serie A, Channel 4, Golazo
Shit gets surreal like picasso
Cash Rules Everything Around Me Cream
Edvard Munch make em Scream, make em scream
Really Bad Handwriting
I got really bad, really bad handwriting
Avalanche rap on a landslide ting
With my really bad, really bad handwriting
Really Bad Handwriting
I got really bad, really bad handwriting
Avalanche rap on a landslide ting
With my really bad, really bad
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Sad Story
03:02
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English summer in a small town
Hosepipe ban and they're struggling to cool down
Late morning take a leisurely stroll
Dog tryna see how far ahead he can go
Left down the cycle path takes them through the underpass
Talking bout travel wondering how long will the summer last?
Maybe they should do a bit more shopping for their holiday,
been ages since they've gone away
One of them's lost lots of weight
We should have a bbq, mum can bring your brothers kids
Last time they was loving it, trampoline and curry chips
Sudden stop, something caught the other unexpectedly
Dogs by the water sniffing what looks like a pair of jeans
a closer inspection, caught the attention shrieks from the shock as they stood there in horror
One grabs a phone, the other pulls the dog back
Not what you expect on a Sunday
Down by the canal
A body's been found
Two young lovers found it lying on the ground
Sad story
Sad story
He stopped a moment to admire the graffiti
Wondered what it took to do them lines so neatly
The artist must've wrote that tag a million different times
Colours and designs
Dedication one must find
It irked him that some still considered this a crime
When endless exposure to adverts is fine
A world of injustices that always disgusted him
But still, a walk down the canal was so comforting
Clear the head, stretch the legs
On the way back fetch some eggs
Lovely bit of brunch before the footie kicks off
Suddenly, behind him, he thought he heard a cough
As he turned around, something forceful struck him
Caught him off guard, too quick for him to duck it
Blinded by the blow but he knew that he was bleeding
Talk of the town that evening
Down by the canal
A body's been found
Two young lovers found it lying on the ground
Sad story
Sad story
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No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Boozers, full of geezers
Getting Uber's to their dealers
Off their noodle for that bugle
That's the usual, procedure
Never frugal with the visa
Takes a q-ball out the freezer
Does a few more, through a rolled up score
Now his pupils like pizzas
Heart rate increases
Now this dog wanna fight like Akitas
Throw fists at a mans features
Cos he stepped to close to his sneakers
Won't take long till police come, want a witness to speak with
Looking info, but won't get none
CCTV has seen this
No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Friday night, get out of town
Say ciao for now, to the mouthy cows
And the alpha males, think their pound for pound
Busy tryna throw their weight around
While they wait around, at a taxi rank
Elbow deep in a donner kebab
One more bite and their gonna collapse
Sauce and salad all up in their laps
I'm not tryna be a fusspot
She's chatting me up but I must not
Said she's got a soft spot
Maybe cos she's just headbutted a bus stop
I'm not really up for getting rushed but
There's 20 of them and only 7 of us lot
Come on then you bunch of...mate
I don't even drink
Broken Britain
Broken Britain
Broken Britain
Broken Britain
No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
No such as a quiet beer (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
Feds roll up in their riot gear (Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi)
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Cos Alcohol's a potent potion to the over emotional
That rollercoaster rides non negotiable
You think you're invincible, smashing out your pin like a bowling ball
Payday today and you've blown it all
And now you're alone again, looking for somebody's phone to call
Voicemail, regular protocol
Noone wants half of you're misery they're handling their own
Burn the midnight oil but your candle has been blown
Is your problem deeprooted, something happened in your home?
Are you trapped within a pattern of distraction in destruction
Feel like you can't function without something in your bloodstream
You don't fear the repercussions, you don't hear the peoples comments, you don't care the reapers coming, shit you welcome it
Searching for some sanctuary and dragged yourself through hell for it
You want it, but only if you want it then there's help for it
I know this journey all too well
Tryna hide from the pain that's alive in your brain
But the poison is fueling the flames
That's why I had to Go Against The Grain
And sober up, do your best to open up
If they don't understand you then them close ones weren't close enough
Imagine all the laughter from the lager but without the morning after
Is that glass half full or half empty, you tell me
I'm not here to be your life coach
Was drowning in them waves before someone sent a lifeboat
A couple stern words, from some concerned friends
I thought I heard it all before until I heard them
Until they showed me a reflection I aint recognise
When someone knows you inside out, there's no point telling lies
Apologize, but only if your next steps to rectify
I'd still be getting regularly wrecked if I
Hadn't taken action
But I'm happy that it happened
Noticing the difference in my body and my bank balance
I got some Rockstar stories to tell
But now I got a future I can tell 'em in aswell
Tryna hide from the pain that's alive in your brain
But the poison is fueling the flames
That's why I had to Go Against The Grain
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High Culture At Low Cost
01:58
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Fun We Had
03:00
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Lulla HF Birmingham, UK
Lulla HF is a British Hip Hop artist with a thought-provoking approach to his lyricism, technical flow and broad songwriting ability. He has seen his reputation expand through live performances at MADE Festival, music venues in Digbeth and internationally through praise and radio support from the likes of Hip Hop pioneer Chuck D of Public Enemy. ... more
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