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Foreign Beggars is a British hip hop and dubstep group. Since its formation in 2002, the group's unique trajectory has seen them evolve from an underground hip hop group to an electronic crossover act. The group consists of three artists known individually as MCs Orifice Vulgatron, Metropolis, and DJ Nonames. more »

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Last chance for visitation
Livin’ round here the sign reads no immigration
The side effects of the strive-to-get generation
I don’t even trust myself to help the situation
Cos its fucked here, first world structure but it’s just fear
So much that mother fuckers are coming in to combust here
It’s just eerie how we’re acting out the paradigm, 
All text book it’s been written line for fuckin line
I drink the dutty wine, recline and put my blinkers on
Crossfade the news off on to what’s the sickest song 
On youtube or some streaming service i don’t even know
Take my data shape my life experience and u see me grow
Ever more complacent pure consumption come and see me fail
Ever more depression the self i medicate through digi scales
You could scale the greatest hights if you really wanted to
If you paid attention, f*ck your values and your shitty schools

Pay attention, do what i say not what i do,
Work hard and it will all be made available to you
All these spoils, all the good things that only money buys
Don’t listen to all those other books, they’re only full of lies x2

I’m just tryina make a livin' 
Aimless scriptin' on a heinous rhythm 
Too blazed to change position
Lazin' in this vacant kitchen
Too much the grain to be faceless ape that plays the system 
Too much a dick to be the waste of space the plays the victim 
When i was young i ran with mans that end up caged in prison 
These days i’m smart I see my path i guess I aged with wisdom
My baby mama see’s a vagrant with a vague addiction 
And that’s crazy drama, when you slaved to pay the the place she pitched in 
Another story hidden in the inner city's folds 
Where you could lose your soul, blinded by the glint of gold 
You stake out a grey cloud, to make out a silver line 
Get faked out, and break down but now you're broken, skint and old 
No pot to piss in 
Me I’m movin’ of my own volition
I will not be caught slippin'
Driftin’ in the L
Griftin’ in a livin hell
My movements certified to flourish
Using thoughts to prove my force
Dem others waiting by the wishing well

Pay attention, do what i say not what i do,
Work hard and it will all be made available to you
All these spoils, all the good things that only money buys
Don’t listen to all those other books, they’re only full of lies

Earth is a prison I had to make a urgent decision 
Do I live by the words of wisdom or do I work for the system
Or work the system with the precision of a surgeons incision 
You want heaven yet you worship the living
I read books like the secret monitor on how they monetise
Separate the letters in money you see one eye
Analyse the letters in soldier it says sold to die
So when your unconscious 
You’re forgetting that’s your souls an eye 
Meaning I as in self, as in self aware
Secret means to separate 
In ignorance and keep us there
Gate keepers, to keep you in your block with fear
Jacobs’ ladder on the bottom of the stairs, cheers
Symbolism in my vision when I walk the streets
We’re taking orders even in the way we’re taught to speak
Let me read your receipts and search your mind for gold 
Mind control if you look closer it says mine for gold
Spirit and body, using good looks to sell, good luck 
You see your spelling book is just a book of spells
Hello Elohim you can sell souls in hell’s hole
But you’ll never live to hear your own bell toll
Hell no.

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