Trafalgar Square - Mikill Pane, Loudmouth Melvin

Trafalgar Square - Mikill Pane, Loudmouth Melvin

Год
2016
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
230120

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Trafalgar Square

Mikill Pane, Loudmouth Melvin

This is the sound of

Someone switching the sound off

Cause they’re fed up off having orders barked at em

By bitches and hound dogs

They’re all about the peace and quiet

Stress-free, less beef than a vegan diet

Unwilling to hear that type of noise at any time of day

Sick of fleeing it but still avoiding it like the plague

The world gets deafening

They fill their filters with the words that they’re meant to hear

Now everything’s perfectly engineered

To sound superb when it enters ears

Reality’s a loud affair

They’ll do everything in their power to get out of there

Drowning out the sound by letting my album blare

While doing crazy things like swimming naked in the fountain on Trafalgar Square

Isn’t it funny how far they’ll go

Just to show they’re not listening to anything they don’t want to hear

Isn’t it funny how far they’ll go

Just to show they don’t give a shit about anything they want us to fear

They get around town with a carefree bop

While kids get patted down by unfriendly cops

Pigs claiming there’s drugs, telling naughty porkies

Knowing that the only crack’ll come from their walkie-talkies

And as the coppers radio for backup

They don’t stop, they turn the radios back up

And reflect, cause that’s the only way they won’t crack up

Broken mirrors can create a load of bad luck

They still wanna get ahead

Listening to what Gil Scott-Heron said

They keep the television muted

That’s no place for a revolution, stupid

They resent who the leaders are

Cause even though it’s rudimental to feel the love

Governments are rude and mental, don’t give a fuck

They blew men, women and children up

They’re still doing it, a nice and honest man?

How nice can he be with a child’s blood on his hands?

We thought they wanted peace, but violence was the plan

We trust killers like sheep, it’s the silence of the lambs

They might not be around money very often

But they can hear the sound of the penny dropping

Only just cause those in politics are careless

Showing their true colours, just a lot of different yellers

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