text: The city - raps LyricsLook its funny how the city where the Queen sleeps
  Still ain’t got clean streets
  But there ain’t a day when she ain’t got clean sheets
  Homeless people roam with needles and
  You’ve got to pay tax to afford a vehicle
  Tube fare doubles up every two years
  And the buses upstairs are a no go area
  Man are like ‘Pass me your mobile, here me now’
  And with the crunch of the credit
  You can’t get a roof over your head
  You’re stuck in the debit
  But every single month they come for the debit
  Direct action, if you don’t play they
  Dive and snatch things and it don’t say that
  Now equipped fear ‘cause a victim of inflation
  The black letters turned red and they been patient
  And now six years rent has just been wasted
  I’m from a city where the rain won’t cease
  Pollution in the air matches that on the street
  The black smoke gets your head into a muddle, like
  Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like
  I was a country boy when I moved out
  Grew up too fast for my family to find out
  Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives
  Can’t resort to arrogance with white lies
  This city won’t erase me
  But I can’t help to see how this dark city changed me
  It’s all the same see, music is my life, but
  Now I try to fight whatever I need to hide from
  North, South, East, West, London’s my home now
  Knees weak, but we never slow down
  Now I start to do my music properly
  And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me
  Hey, look, Im from a city full of jammed up traffic, night buses
  All-night clubbers, Kings Cross to all-night lovers
  That knew when to pay rent and stay in their apartment
  Talented buskers playing that guitar riff
  The church pastors still praying for answers
  Way too much congestion, theyre charging
  Way too much for petrol, Im laughing
  But there aint no funny side
  Its like winter all year, there aint no summer time
  Stone Island jacket, keep warm
  And all phone lines are tapped, youve been warned
  And also mind the gap and keep calm
  Cause one wrong move on the train, big beard
  And its gunshots, two in your brain, its weird
  So as much as Im in love with this city
  Just maybe Ive had enough of the cityEmbed