(No Ratings Yet)A brilliant track from QELD – again. These guys have a way with words to say the least, and their rhymes are always packed with conscious comments and varied messages. Opting for a laidback beat as is a QELD signature, the rhymes…
VERSE 1:
BOB SAVAGE:
- Trust man'll bust that
- Dustpan n brush rap
- No car so far, just have a bus pass
- Dishrag rapper fam
- Spit shit that matters man
- You're coming as cunning as a shit Blackadder plan
- It's the big dicked anarchist Taliban
- Q from the rubble
- You knew we were trouble
- Like Taylor Swift steppin' in, places ya never been
- Ain't gettin' in with a face full of ketamin
- Q don't move we're the laziest bretherin
- Viet Cong rap don, aim at your veterans
- Ain't waitin' to let em in, Syria shit, Assad at the door
- Chased by the state like Assata Shakur
- Your shit's so pants, put it back in the drawer
- There's no 'top bants', you're a twat and a bore
- Joffrey Lannister rap
- Hang you off the bannister rap
- Try 'n toss
- Riot cops
- Gas canisters back
VERSE 2:
JENRE:
- Bitter types
- My weakness like Kryptonite
- Speaking truth into mics
- Fuck your God given rights
- You know I kick it right, even though property is theft
- I own this device, in this life I properly detest
- Don't criticise, I'm possibly the best
- My quality is next, yes
- They'll probably honour me in death
- I expect, say this obviously in jest
- If anybody follows me they're gonna be misled
- Honesty's the best policy it's said
- Honestly I can't not see any solid reason left
- To keep this façade going
- They just wanna keep the arms flowing
- Trading in economies of death
- And women just commodities for sex
- So that's half the people in the world that are horribly oppressed
- Normal proletarians gotta lead the left
- So I'm staying libertarian communist to death
VERSE 3:
BOB SAVAGE:
- Yo, MPs claiming they serve to inspire us
- While calling the workers 'shirkers and skivers'
- Claiming they're strivers, management shysters
- Picket line rap we adamant strikers
- Yo... So stop the sermon
- Six feet deep now drop the dirt in
- ... Claimed she's not for turning?
- Dig up her corpse make sure she's not returning
- Fucking Thatcherite cunts
- You guys are the reason I have to buy skunk
- Creating poverty
- We hate you honestly
- Shank up your bailiff, reclaim your property
- I'm the Soviet satellite Sputnik
- So don't be shit Thatcherite fuckwits
- Justice, leaving red marks
- Bro, have you even read Marx?
- Protect yo' neck like Ned Stark's
VERSE 4:
JENRE:
- I keep a close watch like drones in Pakistan
- I see you turning whole crowds into traffic jams
- Heading for the exit
- 'Cos life on your bars has never been detected
- Style forever been neglected, I don't know why you do it mate
- I'll be spitting fire at a stupid rate
- Sweat till you're losing weight, you'll need a skin graft
- Your chances of beating me went from good to slim fast
- So make a quick dash, please get out of here
- Cos I get pissed fast like it's just a pound a beer
- So get the rounds in here
- Your whole sound is fear
- It's blue sky thinking, I ain't seen a cloud all year
- You're dope? Don't be telling me this shit
- I'm the spoiled kid at Christmas, incredibly gifted
- Stronger than an Irn Bru
- Whatcha tryna do?
- Yeah you might get clocked, that don't mean I got time for you
VERSE 5:
BOV SAVAGE/JENRE:
- Yo, these are the Middle Ages
- Feudal free market, we start to live in cages
- Restart the civil cases
- We target little wages
- We Marxists
- Be scarring
- Weak-hearted fickle faces
- So don't find the bloodshed surprising
- When the proletarian undead are rising
- Police wanna stop them, off with your heads
- Peter Kropotkin, Conquest of Bread
- ¡No Pasarán! But you're eager to let 'em pass
- Grown ass man in a V for Vendetta mask
- So Van Damme man, Jon-clawed your eyes out
- Bob slays comrades onstage, your cause is wiped out
- ...Now get to war with 'em
- Six months later, now get supportin' 'em
- Hands round necks of roundhead historians
- Kush Zombies found dead, brown bread - Warburton's
- (Warburton's, war with 'em)
- Radical Historians
- Reading Das Kapital, sat in the Delorean
- Cable Street Battle rap, fascists be deportin' em
- Kush Zombie Antifa rapping crematorium
- ... Radical Historians
- Reading Das Kapital, sat in the Delorean
- Cable Street Battle rap, fascists be deportin' em
- Kush Zombie Antifa rapping crematorium
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