Alone in a Babylon

By Defunct

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I'm alone in a babylon, gateway to the gods

Lost £300, I just could not ignore the odds

So much rum drank I could call myself the Captain

Stumbling home, my eyes are open but I don't know what's happening

Police cars are everywhere, my ears, they're in pain

So much crime in the city, maybe I'm the one to blame

Filled with shame, someone speaks my name

He claims the same, I should get a taxi home cause my legs are lame

I get in my car, no licence or insurance

My bank has strong investment but absolutely no endurance

Get hooked on drugs at school and try to cope

Right before class smoking copious amounts of dope

So many unemployed, I'm lucky I've got work

Even if it's selling narcotics in these alleys where I lurk

Ladbrokes just smokes all of my money, I end up broke, no joke

I'm on a losing streak, but I'm sure I'll soon find a win, folks

I'll be as high as a mountain peak without needing to take any coke

I'm in an apartment complex and it's low budget you might say

What shall I shot today? I need the loan sharks to go away

Take your drug and be free, make this quick I plead

I got PCP, speed and weed, I need to breed my seed, make my legacy

Then I can pass on the legend to my offspring

Is there anything worse the next generation can bring?

What do you see when you follow my legacy? Think of me, what you could be

Take me seriously, not deliriously, don't need beef now do we chief?

Pick up your piece, make men deceased, your trophies are teeth, your pocket's your sheath

They won't say "damn" they'll say "damner" when you put fear their in effect

Be like Montana raising the banner, get put in the slammer when you get rudeboys vexed

I find some girl with the face of an ass that's been beaten and smacked

I'll pull this blonde slut at the bar with her weave scraped right back

About enough tension to cover the wrinkles from her blatant drug-abuse

And I'll take her home and get her number so I can call her again for some later use

There's the both of us wearing clothes we stole from sports direct

I don't give a fuck cause she's got a pair of tits that get my pole erect

She doesn't wanna work so what can we do to get some cash?

We'll get kids, child benefits and freeload while we smoke and fill the house with ash

Smoking tobacco in front of kids, yeah, they'll die or live, I burn my hash

Get bored at 5pm, get in the bedroom and put my piece in this girl's gash

We're the scum of British isles, we're fuckin vile, we'll soon be senile

Out in the pub, the offy or be sitting home watching jeremy kyle

Laughing at them, not knowing how hypocritical one can be

Cause they're just like me, except stupid enough to go on the telly

What is jobseeker's allowance if I'm not even seeking any goddamn jobs?

There's innocent men out there I need to make bleed and rob

I need to steal to raise my sex appeal and feel ultra real cause only when I get coke and score and break the law and do drugs can my brain fucking heal

You fall outta breath, being filled with stress

Can't contain the poetry, the flow breaks down like the lungs in my chest

The song's falling to pieces, it's like a metaphor for my speeches

Exhausted, but I won't sleep, I roll deep in my black jeep

Hit up some deadly narcotics and make profits as my cash sky-rockets

Drastically, I use rap tactically, melting your brain like plastic, fucking fantastically