The Life Equation - Akira the Don

歌手:Akira the Don · 专辑:The Life Equation · 发行:2011-05-16
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歌曲名:The Life Equation
歌手:Akira the Don
所属专辑:The Life Equation
发行时间:2011-05-16
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The Life Equation - Akira the Don 文本歌词
I wake up
Stare at the ceiling
I'm alive
But i don't know about that feeling
My mind goes back to something that I felt when I was dreaming
I kind of feel the way I used to feel when I was thieving
Just like when I was dealing - hands clasped and kneeling
Some creeping gnawing sickness in my belly leaves me reeling
I feel the layers peeling
I'm searching for a meaning
I know I'm on a journey so i don't stop believing
I get up
It's bloody freezing and I'm shivering
I look out side and down the street a postman is delivering
Bad news from bad folks to witless human wreckage
There's knocking at my door and I don't want to get the message
So I switch on the stereo, Radio 4
Some dick some where trying to start a war
Terry Wogan wants a little money for the poor
The weatherman says it wont be sunny anymore
I might not be here in the morning baby
Dropped off far away
In the middle where the light's all gone, and the cops won't come
Can't keep holding on
I might not be here in the morning baby
Dropped off far away
In the middle where the light's all gone, and the cops won't come
Cant keep holding on
Sorry baby
We aint spoken in a minute
I know that we're at war and that I promised you we'd win it
From the fire to the skillet
But I'm not in denial
I had to look away for a little while
I know it my heart
I can taste it my bile
I feel it my gullet like when crocodiles smile
They all grinning, and they aint winning
They won
It's obvious
While you're all online hanging out for the apocalypse
Apocalypse, apocalypse, now, now
There won't no Superman be saving your Metropolis
Wow, scared
It's that time already
The fat lady done sung like Freddie
Eddie Vedder better f**k off
This aint the time to whine
Ah come on baby, hit me one more time
Till my spine turns to slime
And my mind just dissipates
And all that's left is my breath to obliterate
It was written in alley
It was written in alley
It was written on the roads
It was written on the roads
It was on the television
It was on the television
So that everybody knows
So that everybody knows
They know
They know
They know
They know
And there aint no use in running
And there aint no use in running
There aint anywhere to go
There aint anywhere to go
And there aint no point in tellin em
And there aint no point in tellin em
Cos everybody knows
Cos everybody knows
They know
They know
They know
They know
Darkseid turned up, old Gods came back
Lights off, there's no music in your Maybach
Now you're feeling like a chump
When your filling at the pump
But we've been killing for an inning now
Were giving we the bumps
Happy birthday bebbeh!
Hip hip hurray!
I hope you have a nice day
Now it's all turned to dust, I will kill you if I must
I will help you if I can man trust
But
We're getting sicker by the second
Clock is ticking and I reckon
What we've written's gonna wreck em
Cos its time to transcend
Or pretend to ascend from this burial
Like Ariel
Like, here we here we here we go!
Death by stereo
Once upon a time, not too long ago
There was a boy, Donovan
Who decided to go
To the park in Soho for to smoke a fat spliff
The spliff was a gift from his old man
"No sh*t!"
Yeah sh*t mate, cos we're grown up nowza
Donny had the hash wrapped, stuffed down his trousers
Sat down on a bench, pulled the stuff out
"Isn't that illegal?"
I hear you shout
Well, yes, yes it is
Yes it is kinda
But he heard that it had got decriminalized by the
London cops who had enough to do
What with all the murderers and terrorists too
"Sweet", thought he, sat upon the bench
Opened up the package and he marvelled at the stench
Pulled out his papers and he made himself a roach
That's when his mate saw boys in blue approach
Donovan said, "hmm.
I wonder what they want?"
Two cops suddenly right up in his face
Yet again the don thought "opposite of ace!"
Dudes looked pissed off, young and amazed
That he thought that he could smoke a joint up in this place
So they searched him, checked him, cuffed him
Found him on they database, booked him, tooked him
Back up to the pig pen, but along the way
Ran into another bunch of piggies who say:
"What you doing with this lad then?" heed:
They say: "had a bit of w**d"
"Had a bit of w**d?
And you aint letting him go?"
The two young coppers say, "no".
"That blows!" thinks he, "just my luck!
Two pigs in the whole town that give a f**k."
But he's stuck, they stick him in a van
Drive him to the station and they march him right in
Donovan said "
I don't wanna go to jail"
Donny went to court and looked a right state in his filthy trousers
He got bail under condition that he went stay at his mam's house
And observe a curfew to be home by ten on every evening
They would check in randomly so there could not be no deceiving
Safe, Donny was temporarily free
Met his boys outside the court, went on a spree
Then upon a three hour journey to his mummy's
Very very soon this ceased to be funny
Plus there was another urgent issue to be sorted
If he went back to America, then he would be deported
They don't like druggies
(Unless they elect them)
Anyway, drop the conviction, that was the order of the day
In order to avoid a verdict he would have to pay
An inordinate amount of money to a lawyer who
Would write the courts a letter that would get them not to do
Anything to the boy
SQUASH THAT CASE
Which they did which was ace
So what did we learn?
If you can't afford lawyers
Don't smoke *** in public squares.
Donovan said, "I won't do that again."
Hello, it's That Zilla
I'm concerned with a stone cold killer
It been seen making old folks thicker
It been seen telling kids, "drink liquor"
When I was a little boy it made a lot of folks bicker
Mind much sicker
Increase ticker
Sold them liver down the river
Came with a pain giver
Cry me a river
Who told you, "don't leave your cake on the sill?"
Who told the serial killer to kill?
Who killed Bill?
Who told tales?
Who put wind in the ferryman's sails?
Who put food in the fat man's gut?
Who turned your daughter into a slut?
Nama-nama-nama-na, I should war you
It's that black box sitting in the corner
I don't own a TV
I don't own a TV
I don't own a TV
Be like me its fun and easy
Be like me its fun and easy
You wont leave your lover needy
You wont leave your lover needy
Try it if you don't believe me
Try it if you don't believe me
Try it if you don't believe me
As if you really really need someone
As if you really really need someone
To tell you what to tell somebody else
To tell you what to tell somebody else
Save your self
Save your self
Get that book down off the shelf
Get that book down off the shelf
She's like, "funny that you mention it
My bloke don't show a girl much attention
It's rare that we do it these days
Spend most nights in a daze
Bathed in cathode rays"
I'm like, "girl that's poetry
Try a night without the telly
See how quick you go at it
Try a week without the thing and see how sick your poet is
I bet you feel a whole lot better when you're rid of it!"
I did not see the six o clock news!
Or that advert about those shoes!
If I wanna watch football I'll go to the pub
If I wanna see a strip show I'll go to the club
If I wanna be lied to my face by an obnoxious fat old white dude
I'll go to f**king church!
You dig?
I don't own a television.
He got it from his ma
I said, "you owe her it"
He said, "I bought the bar"
I said, "you lowered it"
He didn't disagree
He just said "you should grow a bit"
And got another bottle
Left the jar with dough in it
"Cheers," said the barmaid
Sat on the barstool
Lit up a cigarette
He made a pass too
Sang with the jukebox
Looked, like, "wow.
"I know how I feel about you now"
Jesus was a lovely boy
But I aint seen him lately
Jesus was a lovely boy
But I aint seen him lately
Tell me have you ever been
Tell me have you ever been
To where the men have never seen
To where the men have never seen
The mellow or the melanin
The mellow or the melanin
The white bright light thing!
The white bright light thing!
Jesus was a lovely boy
Jesus was a lovely boy
Jesus was a lovely boy
Jesus was a lovely boy
But I aint seen him lately
But I aint seen him lately
But I aint seen him lately
But I aint seen him lately
Tap was dripping, I said "I don't like what's in the water,
Them two pound chickens got me tripping, I should cross the border
I don't talk to Sun reporters"
She says, "maybe Don you oughta
Or number one you ought get your flipping house in order."
I'm like, "psyche!"
Get on my bike
Bobble cross the cobbles
Then I - swoosh - through the red lights
Lit up by headlights, wrong way on the motorway
I like the way pollution 'luminates the MIA
I am not cute!
They cased me in bars
I'm short arsed and bloodied and covered in scars
Ah, I guess I'm doing alright
And though I might not fight
But I'll probably bite
Aight?
This is Adam N, f**k who I'm badder than
F-freaked-out and I'm m-m mad again
Can't breathe shouldn't tightened that belt
But my bed's made and I play what I'm dealt
So I smile at the minds on the street
And I'm watched the whole while by The Swine
I'm complete
Now the world is a stage and I'm acting
Look at all the viewers I'm attracting
Stall seats packed in
As the light burns low and the sea dries up
Where the phones don't ring and the bones pile up
And the clown sings, "it's a popularity contest
You just gotta put it in context"
It's not like history needs repeating
I'm so blind I can't see what I'm eating
Dead in the middle of this epiphany
Riddle me this, bro
Are we in trouble here or did we miss go?
Don't forget to pass go, and collect all your dough
Cos the whole world's chasing the same pot of gold
We just take different roads in our pursuit for happiness
Some drink alcohol, some smoke ****
But you've got to have a plan in this
Cos you could be deaf or blind
And still not talentless
I'm about my dough I roll with them savages
Better let go of that Sword of Damocles
Think sh*t's not irrelevant?
Stop being arrogant
Fam, I'm in my element
I'm way too intelligent
The brain of an elephant, I don't forget sh*t
Now a black president's talking 'bout bring change quick
Man
I've been in and out of sh*t from the beginning
Like man's living out a script
Now the economy's falling
Got people losing their homes now
I'm equipped with the knowledge and know how
To Show how
Who's go the most money
Who's go the most money
Who's go the most money
Who's go the most money
Who's go the most money
Who's go the most money
Has got the authority
Has got the authority
Has got the authority
Has got the authority
Switch on the PC got an email from this lady who
Said she lost her baby she went crazy
She was ready to kill herself, serious
Go end the whole thing
Until she heard oh what a glorious thing
My mother wrote me said she loves her first son
I got a letter from my dad he says he loves my new song
My girl rings - she wants me meet
I grab my coat and step out
I look up, the clouds part and the sun comes out
So I'll still be here in the morning baby
Close or far away
In the middle where the light comes from
If the cops wont come
I'll keep holding on
I swear I'll be here in the morning baby
Close or far away
In the middle where the light comes from
If the cops wont come
I'll keep holding on
I'll keep holding on
I'll keep holding on
I'll keep holding on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
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