This Is London Lyrics
Year of Release: 2006
Verse 1
- The place where ya find the coldest
- Ballers you ever seen
- But they locked up or dead, not in the
- Premier league
- Best kid that I knew turned fiend by 16
- It seems things never the way you see in ya
- Dreams
- Years past, tears start, kids turn to teens
- That sweet child you knew, grill dun turn mean
- Daddy left him and reality set in, there's
- No cream
- And it's embarrassing goin school with
- Holes in ya jeans
- So you know the cycle, it's little bags of green
- Get expelled and sell the world hell by 16
- Fuck a couple pristine chicks that suck dick mean
- Couple bottles of cris sipped and wrist slit mean
- And it's logical, lucky niggas do time that's horrible
- Catch the flipside and ya speak with the oracle
- It's fucked up yeah, but that's just how it is
- And ain't nuttin' on these roads gonna change but the clip
Hook
- This is London
- Black tugs bust big slugs
- This is London
- Give ya fuckin' punks tough love
- This is London
- Single mums dat pump drugs
- This is London, Bruva this is London
- (London calling...)
Verse 2
- The place where it don't matter if you
- Never sold a shot
- Never run up on a nigga like "gimme what you got"
- Get ya brain sprayed on the pave, in front of the rave
- No reason, other than niggas is
- Frustrated
- So many catchin cases, over screw faces
- And dumb shit, like we come from different places
- London, get ya shit smoked like a chalice
- Same city, different planet, from
- Buckingham Palace
- Where young tugs is clutchin' big straps
- That's Russian
- And dyin' to buss it, what the fuck good is
- Discussions?
- Where hood rats is suckin, any dick that
- Push a nice sumthin'
- And them said gyal'a get you set like ya
- Life's nuthin'
- Coz life's nuthin', that's just how it is
- And there ain't nuthin on these roads
- Gonna change but the clip
Hook
- This is London
- Black tugs bust big slugs
- This is London
- Give ya fuckin' punks tough love
- This is London
- Single mums dat pump drugs
- This is London, Bruva this is London
- (London calling...)
Verse 3
- The place where you don't fuck with the
- Turks or the Asians
- Triads, pikey's, even Caucasians
- Where them cockney boys will chiv your
- Face, you mug
- No love, every colour mentality thug
- But we take it to a whole 'nother level
- Little girls gettin' shot in the back is not
- Clever
- Never far from the hood, even in the
- Sticks
- Couple wrong turns, get dash out ya whip
- By some little skinny kid, think he big with
- The chrome
- They said he'd be the next Ian Wright but
- The skunk said no
- In this place, if you work you're an idiot
- Most of the smartest muthafuckers
- Illiterate
- Coz tax is a bitch, take half of ya pension
- Just to fight war, now they want
- Congestion
- And they wonder why we all goin insane
- This is London, tell me is your city the
- Same?
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