Gimson Words You Cant Pronounce
Gimson is a name you should all be familiar with by now, repping the one and only Crudely Cut Records coming straight out of Bristol! Last month Gimson dropped a brand new video for his self produced track Words You Can't Pronounce, introducing you to his rugged and truthful approach to hip hop. You can expect to Gimson to dissect society and air home truths on the inner city inhabitants, laced over his self produced beat that only sets the mood even more as it oozes sinister and eerie vibes all up in your dome piece. Peep the official video below for Words You Can't Pronounce and make sure to subscirbe to his channel for more music!
Gimson - Words You Can't Pronounce
Gimson - Words You Can't Pronounce Lyrics
- They said live for the moment but that was stolen by my iPhone
- And now I got the watch, a go pro and I can fly drones
- My mother nags at me that I'll never be happy
- As I criticise these failures and brand things as tacky
- My grandmother told me that I'd gone and lost my sparkle
- Like a miserable old cunt who spends his days on a bar stool
- Think of the environment you should use a car pool
- Like the mass produced meat you eat isn't just as harmful
- God complex everyone else is decrepit deviants
- With these flying fucking books because I'm lacking in obedience
- Guys who wear suits and ties they tend to be sleazy cunts
- Never trust the clean shaven be wise with your allegiances
- ...Lazy cunts are not dunces
- Well... I guess some are just dumb thick
- I can spot the fake in your crap lousy shit face
- Deluded fantasies of earning riches from a mixtape
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- I was supposed to finish my album but I bought fallout 4
- And now I spend my days in Boston shooting mutants in a war
- I turn it off but still see these feral ghouls
- Scatty fucking skanks and deluded little fools
- Road, gym, club, fallacies
- With a library of songs in which the lyrics need casualty
- The type to be in Tate modern critiquing artist brush strokes
- Or cussing a barbers shape ups whilst he's yielding on a cut throat
- You shouldn't have been born human you should've been a tree
- So you can get pissed on by creatures the same ones you help breathe
- TV has tapped my head again these pixels are a drug
- I write depressing shit I don't write music for the clubs
- ...And I don't make music for the kids
- If I did they'd be sociopathic emo little pricks
- I do this for no reason what so fucking ever
- A creative process is just a process don't think its something clever
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- With words you can’t pronounce stories you can’t tell
- They'll criticise you anyway, may as well do what you feel like
- So pick your poison stick your finger up and show them what is real life
- Ang tight all the judgers
- The happy talking huggers who discuss the lives of others
- Hanging out in forums faceless little Normans
- Feel they're so important as they're frazzling endorphins
- Revenge porn, captives getting heads sawn
- Kiddies are at war like they're stars of red dawn
- Fortunes from a bed investing in the markets
- No ethics in addiction arms factories shares in dark shit
- Trimming leaves from hedge funds tax havens for these ventures
- An egotistical pissing contest of which one of you gets hencher
- The chaser is the mixer
- In the silence there's a whisper the calm before the twister
- Relying on a fixer to get me an elixir
- Then vanish from this town like a vagrant or a drifter
