Slow Songs (feat. Mike Skinner)

They talk about they wanna cut crime down

Do something positive and they fly down

I'm pissed off, so I lie down

Grab a spliff, grab a pen, and I wind down

Mad poverty

**** can't get jobs, so they buy brown

Buy light, drive round

Tryin' to hustle on the streets to get the right pound

A little youth's getting knifed down

'Cause a **** got pissed and brought a knife round

They don't care about a sign said put the knives down

Next, little ****'s gonna get the knives now

Rinse off the ting and put a life down

Think of the shit we live our lives round

That's why I can't understand all the fight down

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow, slow song

I used to roll strapped up, packing a Glock

Running round, rinsing at the back of a block

Used to shot cats whole packets of rock

Now I make music, what they planning to block?

Fuck these lil' faggoty cops

I came a long way from a raggedy top

Old Reeboks, and my Gravitys on

Now everything drops, I get my gravity on

The whole industry getting mad at me songs

Saying, they don't like me, the way I'm carrying on

Been a mad journey

These fuckers don't know where I'm travelin' from

Tryin' to make my buzz lighter

Tryin' to get to me locking down my blud Kyzer

Smoke weed while sippin' on a Budweiser

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow, slow song

It's just a phase we know, that hazy glow

Coming off the blazing road

But I'm like Amir Khan

I appear calm, all that clear charm

But clip your ear ol' raw

Keep score of what I've got

In the drawer with the socks

Feeling ever more than a lot

I used to score shottings at the squats

Fuck it, duck it in the bucket seat

Spunked all my currency and my luck, you see

Am I grind blind?

Frightened sometimes

Mixing white wine with whine

Late nights on the pave like

With Dave types

Chitter chatter with the latter

Wave bye, behave right, let's stay tight

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow, slow song