Guillotines

By AWATE

On Happiness

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[Intro]

I wish it could be

I wish it could be me


[Verse]

Yo, in this spitting crap my scribble pad is iller than the Iliad

You silly cats can't even think to bring a gat or decent raps

To the first letter, followed by the twenty-third

Brought to this earth to make a statement through many words

This is the instrument of your liberation

Toussaint le Vitoe freed all the Haitians

Black people are still slaves, man, it's so blatant

So I'm starting to revolt, I'm sick and tied of waiting

Placing myself in the wrongful of greatness

All praise to Allah 'cos he blessed me with the patience

The way, right, and pick the best time to strike

Inspire or fight, as well as enlightening minds

I was born where the dawn finds the sunshine

And raised in the blaze of violence and gun crime

[?] London, I've gone to bed in the dungeons

Cos I fight back when feds hit my head with their truncheons

But my blood is from East Africa, Eritrea

Trained since birth to be a devil's layer

I walk with a crossbow and pray that I cross foes

And then I hit the stage and rock shows

And when I spit it's like pepper and lava

Put in a pot, mixed with a bit of the Sun and cooked in a wok

And added to the burning that you get when you are shot

What I'm saying is I'm basically hot

Never raving, I'm more likely to be reading

And finding a way to kill my inner demons

Cause I can't sleep but I'm always energised

Listen to this and tell me you are not mesmerised


[Chorus]

They say that people are too stupid to hear the sounds

I say shut your mouth and let them hear them it now

Shut your mouth and let them hear them it now

Keep it shut and let them hear it now

They say that people are too stupid to hear the sounds

I say shut your mouth and let them hear them it now

Shut your mouth and let them hear them it now

Keep it shut and let them hear it now


[Outro]

(Ba-da-da-da)

I'm a problem, yes I am a problem

(Ba-da-da-da)

Rich people, go out and rob them

(Ba-da-da-da)

I'm a problem, yes I am a problem

(Ba-da-da-da)

Rich people, go out and rob them