we don?t want they?re war Oil drums and then the government will fall This is the 51st state where the people have no voice we?ve been looking for a leader
no future in British steel know the only thing which really makes us smile is a joke and a laugh and a night on the tiles no one ever gives you anything for
Welcome to England, there is no fun, where there is no choice for any of us where there is no left there is no right new labours a joke just another
that owes you nothing at all Concrete up to the sky And a million people waiting to die A million people living a lie A million people waiting to die A million people
I wave my last goodbye, I won?t feel shame and I won?t ask why there?s no place to hold my pain, there?s no heaven for those who pray (Thanks to James Marshall for
floors And all the lads are packed off fighting They never knew Thought that they might see the world Shellshocked in a dusty old hell hole Wishing for
no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in the real world There's no time for tears When you live in
Don't matter if it's out of tune Sing it to the bar I've got my green guitar But i never had a silver spoon (Thanks to I Am The Enemy for these lyrics
stops burning Ones that we lost but we never forget Keep earning It never stops hurting The child in your soul That never grows old (Thanks to I Am The Enemy for
They cried from the gallery, From the back of the room The people in the cheap seats didn't have the clearest view But they all cried when the music
watch us fall apart Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat every beat in your heart that won?t let you let go (Thanks to James Marshall for
the youth We make music for eternity, forever the truth Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us Ride or die, for life they sentence us
today ?Cause I been doing this music thing for so long it seems that Something?s gotta give If I?ma stay on this long road to success With the music
head of the evil music meant to divide and confuse kids The media spoon feeds you People who need you can see through your bluffin Parasitic poison not fit for
back busta Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas Chorus [Sen Dog] Rhyme for my neighbourhoud banging out hits For ever backing up that
: Intro: People! *Echos* Get ready! It feels so good to be back! Ladies and gentleman Introducing the new me Improved youth No fool Verse #1 Never
to rhyme on a level where your people can hear me, see me Guess I know you wanna be me In the meantime, bounce to the beat, see Music is my life cause
went wood My mans and my enemies, I Love them too Love God he let me see passed 32 Plus what he gave Wu I chance to change music just listen, you and