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Rat Race
by Lucio
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Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh
All this mulla coming through
Still i bunk the train, 'cos
Society is fucked, Why would i let 'em gain?
In the club with the strippers, weather make it rain
Breakin' several world records like I'm David Blaine
You think i play these games?
Take the money, guaranteed not a thing will change
I got my friends, i got my family, don't need no fame
So next time bring the bag, zip up and then flee away
But it don't help discrimination
Twelve year olds vaping, dun out generation
Don't beg for parties, if there's no invitation
Step back, Ally-oop, take consideration
hanging 'round the wrong people, kill your reputation
Question after question, What's your rep?
Your location? Take a turn one hundred and eighty trust me with this indication
Society ain't fair let me give a demonstration
Twenty/twenty vision Uk struck immigration
Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh
L on your head, license a learner
Apprenticeship, Degree
Charged up for murder
That's the problem that arises in London
Hand in pouch, Uk gangs are abundant
Everyday breaking news, mothers' phoning
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Jakes' roaming the streets for some clues
Straps, gloves, with the bally's
Make the investigation hard to pursue
It's like we're going to war, knife crime
Is a thing, don't be dumb, raise the flag
Drop your swords, so many innocent kids
Are left bleeding on the floor
For things they haven't done, when you see it don't ignore
But...
It changes all your perspectives, it takes one small message
Mentally, physically, verbally
Take it as a real life lesson
You heard of me, then you should know
To play possession uh
The mother's angry, started moving manly
Now she's cheating on her husband
Got me thinking polyandry
I ain't won a grammy, but she's heated like Miami
Violate her son, she'll be pronto, ready like the Grand-Prix
There's nothing much to it
This preach, in your head it's gonna go
Straight through it, they'll leave it last minute
Like an assignment that's due in
Happiness is finite, running out so i flew in
Commuting
Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh
Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh
All this mulla coming through
Still i bunk the train, 'cos
Society is fucked, Why would i let 'em gain?
In the club with the strippers, weather make it rain
Breakin' several world records like I'm David Blaine
You think i play these games?
Take the money, guaranteed not a thing will change
I got my friends, i got my family, don't need no fame
So next time bring the bag, zip up and then flee away
But it don't help discrimination
Twelve year olds vaping, dun out generation
Don't beg for parties, if there's no invitation
Step back, Ally-oop, take consideration
hanging 'round the wrong people, kill your reputation
Question after question, What's your rep?
Your location? Take a turn one hundred and eighty trust me with this indication
Society ain't fair let me give a demonstration
Twenty/twenty vision Uk struck immigration
Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh
L on your head, license a learner
Apprenticeship, Degree
Charged up for murder
That's the problem that arises in London
Hand in pouch, Uk gangs are abundant
Everyday breaking news, mothers' phoning
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Jakes' roaming the streets for some clues
Straps, gloves, with the bally's
Make the investigation hard to pursue
It's like we're going to war, knife crime
Is a thing, don't be dumb, raise the flag
Drop your swords, so many innocent kids
Are left bleeding on the floor
For things they haven't done, when you see it don't ignore
But...
It changes all your perspectives, it takes one small message
Mentally, physically, verbally
Take it as a real life lesson
You heard of me, then you should know
To play possession uh
The mother's angry, started moving manly
Now she's cheating on her husband
Got me thinking polyandry
I ain't won a grammy, but she's heated like Miami
Violate her son, she'll be pronto, ready like the Grand-Prix
There's nothing much to it
This preach, in your head it's gonna go
Straight through it, they'll leave it last minute
Like an assignment that's due in
Happiness is finite, running out so i flew in
Commuting
Rat race society, a mimic Tom and Jerry
Wake up i need a minute, hour necessary
Cooking up that white with the egg
Man i need some dairy
Nowadays nine-five working temporary
In this world that we live in
How can i be grinning?
Where we study just to work to pay for living
It's depressing, got no rest in
Why'd you think that i am sinning?
Happiness is money, rolling fifty's
Broski billing uh