Lyrics:
Lizard's high court ruled by Olivia and Phil
Coverack Youth Hostel we're
Coming back soon
We phoned up Phil and he booked us a room
Sweet little Emily will
a bone
Tired of the mean streets
And all the urban sprawl
So he packed up his back-pack
To get away from it all
Like a salmon he roamed
But a hostel ain't
on the wall, no more fear, we heard your call
Now we´re here to bring them fire
You're the urban messiah
Leader of the youth
All your words are true
For me
been with depression since I couldn't tie my shoes
But if there's something youth could take a lesson from, in that
It's most of all these friends are
innocent ghetto youth skull a bust
Hold off you cow boys dem a kick up rumpus
Seems like dem a play another one bite the dust
From we bun politics
together
We could go to the British Islands
And hike around the Scottish Highlands
The youth hostels they have there
would be perfect for us
Cause
sure beautiful,
Just a picture execution molds, stress this somethin that the youth should know, but they don’t,
N’it really got them stupid mo’ than
the whole night through
While Al Bowlly sang "The Very Thought Of You"
Now Bowlly's in heaven and I'm in limbo now
Well I gave my youth to king
In the city's heartbeat, under neon lights,
We roam the streets, on endless nights,
We're the wild souls, in the urban sprawl,
With electric guitars,
is high
The country's divided, you know the fuck why
The press of the pull, and push of the truth
The public is dumb, delusional youth
Our leaders
tickt und Stiche gebt
Nichts gegen Dorfis, Rap bleibt urban
Chrom auf dein Auto, wir komm'n mit der Bahn
Egal wer herzieht, bleib' Eddy vom Kolle
Du
"Knife crime is at a near record high
With more than forty blade offenses every day in London"
"At a youth club in South London
Not far from
and the strong gotta creep,
Grand Chaos, where the hustle never ends,
In this urban maze, you gotta fight to transcend.
Money's the language, and power's
girl for hostel now Dan turn kezaya o
Mama look up to God Dey pray to messiah o
No toy no joy we learn to play the hard way
We all need good life all
Hate in everywhere
People look for luxury and power
Urban violence that's is'nt way to stop
Drugged youth being slaves
For people with power
Using
A NEVER GET BORED
AFFI RESET THIS MIND; AMBITION LIMITS ME
MI RATHER FAIL BUT FREE AND TRY AGAIN WITH SMILE
URBAN JUNGLE: YOUTH GONE WILD
AFFI NOTICE SOME
get through you're dying some guilt with no words
what did I say what did I do youth hostels
I lodged kept seeing you as a mirage flashes of you
fucking faces
Angry fucking kids, urban youth of today
Sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright
Look out the punx are back, the crew is out
fucking kids, urban youth of today
The system fucked them up, in their eyes you see hate
Sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright
Look out
Are you ready to be liberated
On this sad side city street
Well the birds have been freed from their cages
I got freedom and my youth
My name
the po-po!
Since a youth I've been labeled as a loco
I sell it but I never laced the nasal with the coco
Urban hippie, muffle with the green thumbs
Seven
juice
I had the blues but I shook them loose
A jeep is blasting from the urban streets
Loots of funk over hardcore beats
The moon dabbles in
of hope and urban exodus
Maybe the youth are wasting it
The grown-ups are faking it
And home is where the art lies in escaping it
Or maybe the youth are
youth
And went to church since birth, but it wasn't worth the loot
That I was paying, plus the praying
I didn't like staying cuz of busy-bodies
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