This is my rhyme, our lives, my views, our cities
[Verse 1: Fliptrix]
Switch-blade mistakes
Leaving kids' tales never heard
Victims are physical until they believe the earth
This sickness is visual, you don't need to dig this dirt
Addictions are killing citizens before they've seen the world
Swiggered on a drink until their insides and livers hurt
Kids are killing kids and then there's young women giving birth
Driven by their instinct before they've ever lived and learned
Vision's blurred, 'cos they don't seem to know their worth
And we all struggle clear like our role models
Man punching walls till they're left up with broke knuckles
Disputes settled on a pavement with blood puddles Surveillance doubles
Our pictures taken like our freedom and they make it subtle
Cameras in a little bubble
Placed in all the trains and buses, they don't trust us
So when we're born, we're born as suspects
It's all assumptions, treated like we're drug lords and gunmen
Just 'cos we rep our hoodie cap and we bun cest
The Babylon, we bunned them, my middle finger's up, yes
Fuck stress, I wanna live life nice in sunsets
[Hook x2]
This is the life we lead, but not the life we love
This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust
[Verse 1: Fliptrix]
Switch-blade mistakes
Leaving kids' tales never heard
Victims are physical until they believe the earth
This sickness is visual, you don't need to dig this dirt
Addictions are killing citizens before they've seen the world
Swiggered on a drink until their insides and livers hurt
Kids are killing kids and then there's young women giving birth
Driven by their instinct before they've ever lived and learned
Vision's blurred, 'cos they don't seem to know their worth
And we all struggle clear like our role models
Man punching walls till they're left up with broke knuckles
Disputes settled on a pavement with blood puddles Surveillance doubles
Our pictures taken like our freedom and they make it subtle
Cameras in a little bubble
Placed in all the trains and buses, they don't trust us
So when we're born, we're born as suspects
It's all assumptions, treated like we're drug lords and gunmen
Just 'cos we rep our hoodie cap and we bun cest
The Babylon, we bunned them, my middle finger's up, yes
Fuck stress, I wanna live life nice in sunsets
[Hook x2]
This is the life we lead, but not the life we love
This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust
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