Top Songs By Micall Parknsun
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Micall Parknsun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Quaye-Mensah
Songwriter
Robert Meany
Songwriter
Adam Henry
Songwriter
William Shields
Songwriter
Darren Kandler
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh ye (ye ye ye ye)
Oh ye, oh ye, oh ye, oh ye
Yeah, what's gwarning?
Klashnekoff (yeah)
Parky and Rams (it's a rocky road)
Kyza, Jehst (rocky road)
Where my freedom fighters? (lift up your buckies high)
Lift up your buckies high! (rocky road)
Yeah, what? (rocky road)
I ain't standing on the shoulders of giants, I stand defiant
Self-reliant, fighting them tyrants, clashing with titans
Ducking the sirens, rising enlightened to how they blind us
Tie us and bind us, lie and confine us like trapped miners
I got spy holes in the wool they cover my eyes with
A fist full of mic, a verse full of righteousness
Most high alive in my mind when I was writing this
I don't stall, I got balls like I was Titleist
I'm max fly, wrapped up in one franchise
Head held high make the eye capsize
When the rap flies, wise to their lies and tricks
Make them all-seeing pricks need guide-dogs and white sticks
Now they shut their eyelids when the rhyme licks
Like bleach thrown in the iris, you know what the time is
Enlighten the mindless, show 'em where the fight is
Shine the brightest
Oi! Where's your lighters?
All my freedom fighters, come stand beside us
Time to form a rebel alliance and slay Goliath
Burn the highest in the chalice 'round camp fires
Parky, Ram, Klashnekoff, Jehst and Kyza
It's kinda, writing for freedom, we're fighting for freedom (oh ye)
Writing for freedom, we're fighting for freedom (oh ye, oh ye)
Rocky road
Yeah, what? Let 'em know, blood
I'm fighting for freedom, fighting for what I believe in
Trying to teach and enlighten the seeds them
Trying to teach them the right way to live
'cause they don't know what kind of day and age it is
What they learn every day is fibs
Bare lies and untruths to use, shackle, plague, and twist
Their young minds, bad as shameless pigs who run tings
That's why my mind's sharp like a razor is
Somebody that you know and you're trusting
Could be just as dangerous as a stranger is
I know that it must be hard to raise a kid
And live with a gyro, it's only 80 quid
See a lot of young kiddies are lost, with square eyes
'cause bare lies are shown on the idiot box
But I'd rather them sit in a cotch than be in shit with the cops
On lockdown just for ripping a watch
There's bare young gallies losing their virginity
Young thugs trashing abusing their vicinity
Lyrically bun devils with righteous ways
I slice these snakes with Wesley Snipes' blade
Though it's rich verse poor you see
We're all trying to survive so it's more than a war to me
You're by order to fight the power
We have to strike the tower of Babylon in a lighting shower
It's all the same bro, from here to Sarajevo, we battle NATO
The same tale's told in the meadow in Soweto
It's all ghetto, we all rebels, unsettled
With no shekels, skimming pebbles off the shore
As I wait for the meteor to claim us all
Babylon sure to fall in the bloody brawl
The final call, decide what side you're fighting for
What reason are you writing for, is freedom what I'm dying for?
Swing swords, slay the minotaur, light the torch
Burn down the House of Lords, complete the job of Guy Fawkes
If I talk ???? why I brought
A gang of man, like the Taliban, with a true cause
It's the revolution film score, so build more
Troops, synchronize to this rap movement we'll shoot
Uphold the truth and train youths
To show those cunts who's the real Hebrews
The truth is the youth are the fruit of the future
The junior soldiers
Seeds of the earth take root in what used to be beautiful cultures
Caught in the grip of the sickness, Lucifer's soulless
Swords have got us losing our focus
Straining our vocal chords, 'til our throats are sore
Yelling fuck your bogus war, fuck the law
You dictate a totalitarian state it's 1984, pure Satan
They're make a killing off your kids' education
We keep facing police intimidation
Too fearful to fight for our liberation
The revolution is taking place without our participation
'cause we're part of a Playstation TV generation
Of video gamers, mainly concerned with our next pair of trainers
They train us to worship the famous, brainless pawns in the game
They got third-world wage slaves wasting away
Shackled to capitalism
And never breaking the chain that binds
Our mind-state's way behind
'cause the poor rob the poor and the blind lead the blind
What!
All my freedom fighters come stand beside us
Time to form a rebel alliance and slay Goliath
Burn the highest in the chalice 'round camp fires
Parky, Ram, Klashnekoff, Jehst and Kyza
It's kinda, writing for freedom, we're fighting for freedom
Writing for freedom, we're fighting for freedom
Oh ye
Life's a rocky road, the road is so rough
It's a rocky road, and man will get snuffed
It's a rocky road (a rocky road)
A rocky road (a rocky road)
Life's a rocky road, the road is so rough
It's a rocky road, and man will get snuffed
It's a rocky road (a rocky road)
A rocky road (a rocky road)
Life's a rocky road, the road is so rough
It's a rocky road, and man will get snuffed
It's a rocky road (a rocky road)
A rocky road (a rocky road)
Life's a rocky road, the road is so rough
It's a rocky road, and man will get snuffed
It's a rocky road (a rocky road)
And I've had too fucking much... of this rocky road...
You cunts
Written by: Adam Henry, Darren Kandler, Michael Quaye-Mensah, Robert Meany, William Shields
