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UK hip hop on an elevated level.
A UK duo always trying to elevate their styles through the media of hip hop. Emcees are FuStandStillFu and Lost Marblez.
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Lyrics
Killers at dawn store sins. Dressed in war torn Timbs/
The whore's broad limbs forced him to torch more. Grim/
Gore and raw raunchy debauchery. While he slaughters she/
Pours the laundry, a daily deed, in the stores machine/
He lists up the fixtures through the images of Saigon/
Shots in the right arm. No more bygones are bygones/
High on a veterans meds, head in clench. Red in his lense/
Threatening to set a best friend dead in a trench/
Wrenching his sense. They call it shell shock, he called it Hell/
Stopped to yell. Cops shot until he fell/
Dropped. Sirens and bells. She lost her man to war/
She ran some more. Brought tears to the pastor's door/
Seeking a Holy Father to take the pain away/
"Daughter, you'll be saved today if you say his praise"/
She believed and fell to knees. Bruised for God's compassion/
It's an honest con. Just ask him and you'll never get an answer/
Reliance is an awkward tongue. They're left to mute the care/
The foolish don't shape fate, we just stop when truly there/
See even the fake'll dish relationship tips and dainty bits of.../
Plainly made up shit and paint a picture with grainy lips/
I kid you not. If we don't evolve the problem'll solve itself/
In the coldest depths of our hearts. The planet knows no wealth/
Console yourself. Three sixty degrees of separation/
I'll rest my aching head at the basic man's settling station/
Is artistry harming the realism of life's struggles?
At night huddled. Where do we tread? We fight puzzled/
Hauntingly awkward we head forward. Meds call us/
To tread corners and honour the dead fallen through lead that's meant for us/
Little girls go missing all over the world/
Parents kissing pictures of their curls, wishing. This wisdom is pearls/
Fists are hurled. Violence solved old news, I've told you/
The government's polls do what? The corruption rolls through/
Sacrifice my life, roll dice, think twice/
Meet the serpent eyes, wipe out. Everything dies/
Between now and then seek power until the hours end/
Imagine our amends remembered and the cowards dead/
Lost between rocks and the hard shit. Embarkment on the retarded/
Life's shit without martyrs, stuck in the darkness/
Sometimes I want to murder people because I learnt that equals/
Will never exist and heard that evil always returns for sequels/
Germs so lethal. Red alert, I'm a bag of nerves to reach you/
Babies born with masks of anthrax just to breathe through/
Is there any purpose? They say suicide's for nothing/
But when I die I want people to cry for something/
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