tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10865500449430127702024-03-21T20:42:33.951-07:00Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip Lyricsdiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-87204011347375841492017-11-05T19:06:00.004-08:002024-03-09T05:53:15.801-08:00Repent Replenish Repeat (2013)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkPTICbiK6-HbDG2AqijswGxiDnYtPiX3SoS2BeGY4589om5VZzCAgZmLe6rCoSmDiDMfvHraRJnIkazLSFB90OlD4rkDjKhTA-0xBFz2UzEpzaMf64q3LwgStrSRqa_Nir56gVlGji4EGN1qxgUXkOnCVYkIMvpW4Vz_CgJoqxPTybQLjpaTfucXGQU/s1200/Repent%20Replenish%20Repeat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkPTICbiK6-HbDG2AqijswGxiDnYtPiX3SoS2BeGY4589om5VZzCAgZmLe6rCoSmDiDMfvHraRJnIkazLSFB90OlD4rkDjKhTA-0xBFz2UzEpzaMf64q3LwgStrSRqa_Nir56gVlGji4EGN1qxgUXkOnCVYkIMvpW4Vz_CgJoqxPTybQLjpaTfucXGQU/s320/Repent%20Replenish%20Repeat.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-86471880079724076662017-11-05T19:06:00.002-08:002017-11-05T19:06:23.997-08:00Stunner lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip<br />
[Intro:]<br />
I know it sounds weird<br />
I do want you to look back on this and smile but<br />
I kinda want that smile to be through tears<br />
<br />
[Verse 1:]<br />
I ain't shoutin at ya - I'm shouting to ya<br />
Hello darkness (my old friend) let's turn you into filthy lucre<br />
And suture wounds and tumors with dark humor mixed with hubris<br />
In lieu of future suitors with a blast of nasty rumors<br />
<br />
Seems the light at the end of the tunnel was a fire<br />
Now I'm choking on the smoke in my lungs, I'm so tired<br />
But I can't go to sleep with a mind that's so wired<br />
You call that shit depression - I call it inspired<br />
Talk is cheap when you speak the weak prose you're throwing<br />
You're just a sheep in a wolf-in-sheep's-clothing's clothing<br />
And the holes ain't closing, just exposing goatskin<br />
This corrosion shows you can't control the motion<br />
Shit, the romance is dead? Blame the hopeless romantics<br />
Resigned to hopelessness their romantic plans with sycophantics<br />
So I won't put the nice things we do on YouTube<br />
Don't need the world the world to love me - I just need you to<br />
<br />
[Hook: x2]<br />
The world don't revolve around you but it should<br />
I ain't saying you're perfect, but you're really really good<br />
Ain't saying I love ya but I probably could<br />
Have<br />
<br />
[Verse 2:]<br />
I thought it was love but I was wrong<br />
Tortured a dove just to prove Prince wrong - I love that song<br />
I guess you broke my heart but it kinda needed breaking<br />
And the grating exasperatings hating's already dissipating<br />
"Love... it's a weird thing ain't it?" You're fucking right it is<br />
Enlightened by the disquiet sight, I kinda like this shit<br />
We fall in love with that which we project on each other<br />
Then settle for reality or just reject one another<br />
So I respect the motherfucker that reflects upon their lover<br />
And then let's them walk away or resurrects and recovers<br />
Way more than I respect those that just close up the shutters<br />
And ignore the shitty shell within which both of them suffers<br />
I wore my heart on my sleeve and you stole my fucking shirt<br />
But go ahead and wear that shit - happiness of the absurd<br />
These words divert the hurt and send me soundly to sleep<br />
But every word I wrote I meant so fucking read 'em and weep<br />
<br />
[Hook x2]<br />
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diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-82818114940900247242017-11-05T19:05:00.003-08:002017-11-05T19:05:53.160-08:00Nightbus Sleepers lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip[Verse 1:]<br />
As another evening ends late and night tailgates daybreak<br />
Friends, mates and jailbait wait to relocate<br />
As two drunk girls gyrate it just serves to frustrate<br />
The crowd of guys that didn't vacate their prostate<br />
I just observe as my headphones vibrate<br />
It's so serene even when they make scrapes<br />
There's always someone to placate the irate<br />
And as it arrives the crowd waylays the N8<br />
From the top deck I love this night time tour of the city<br />
Seeing areas now vibrant where they used to be shitty<br />
These used to be the streets of the broken homes<br />
Now everybody dresses like Paloma Faith and Ebony Bones<br />
When housing's cheap two types of people tend to then descend on it<br />
First it's rough then the arty types start climbing up on it<br />
Sometimes they mix well and sometimes these things are too phonic<br />
If not discerning with their mouth they'll lose a tooth or two from it<br />
<br />
[Hook: x2]<br />
I got a lot of love for the nightbus sleepers<br />
A world away from the drunks and the tweakers<br />
Sat there they prove there's still a place for the dreamers<br />
I got a lot of love for the nightbus sleepers<br />
<br />
[Verse 2:]<br />
She seems threatless like the butterfly on her necklace<br />
Something sets her separate from the homo-erectus<br />
Sleeps sweet bliss, it's sweep infectious<br />
Her hands become her pillow, comfortably ambidextrous<br />
If you can hold your head when all around you are boisterous<br />
Or quite the opposite late night back seat coitus<br />
If you can hold your head despite the fact that you ain't conscious<br />
Then in my eyes you are luminescent like phosphorus<br />
So onwards sleeping beauties pay no heed to the real world<br />
This can't compete with the scenes your dreams meld<br />
Seems these routines just repeat can't be felled<br />
Conveyor belt, in spite of sleeps cousin, it's upheld<br />
Sleep, in spite of the light, the fights that might ignite<br />
Sleep, resist the itch to sit and twitch and click your iPhone<br />
Sleep, escape this place, let glass replace your pillow case<br />
Sleep, rest in peace and sleep in beauty<br />
<br />
[Hook x2]<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-20132341213062786622017-11-05T19:05:00.000-08:002017-11-05T19:05:23.778-08:00Terminal lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip<br />
She said "I feel numb"<br />
I said "That doesn't make sense - numbness is a lack of feeling."<br />
She said I knew what she meant and I did<br />
I was just talking<br />
<br />
I'm not a pedant but I was hesitant to let silence walk in<br />
I took her hand and I kissed each knuckle<br />
It didn't register at first but then she smiled a smile that meant fuck all<br />
<br />
"I don't think I wanna fight it." she said without eye contact<br />
"I want my last breath to be a laugh, not the last gasp of a lab rat."<br />
And I had nothing to say back<br />
Just smiled and kissed each knuckle again, comfort rewound and played back<br />
<br />
We left through the lobby as I texted Skaghead Bobby - nice name, right?<br />
He said he'd run out, but if we dropped off cash now he could sort us out the same night<br />
So we dropped off a little money and went and had happy meals<br />
"Lady's choice!" I had said and she chose to pay Ronald McDonald's bills<br />
<br />
I wore an upper-half face mask of the hamburglar<br />
And we took it in turns not to laugh as we ate the equivalent weight of a third of her<br />
I used to buy weed off Bobby, back in my late teens<br />
He was as shady as his moniker but he could facilitate our new needs<br />
<br />
Neither of us had done ecstasy before but we bought three tabs each<br />
Fuck it! You only live once and that's at the most it would seem<br />
We walked along the south bank wrapped up warm in coats and gloves<br />
We sang songs, ran in circles, laughed and fell in love<br />
<br />
It wasn't real love of course, just a chemical turn-off<br />
But that was all we required; temporary life-affirming shit<br />
We were beauty that night - through drug-tinted glasses<br />
The sun shone on us through the dark skies as the rest of the world passed us<br />
<br />
Our long foot adventure took us all the way down to Greenwich<br />
Start to finish four hours give or take oh, a few minutes<br />
Around ten forty-five as we sat on a bench the place glew in the dark<br />
You could see right across the river from the Cutty Sark to Milwall Park<br />
<br />
We shared a kiss at that moment with no sexual undercurrents<br />
She jumped to her feet and said "Let's play a game!"<br />
"If you can catch me right now, I will tell you my name."<br />
And with that she turned and ran as I promptly gave chase<br />
<br />
Through streets and alleyways as laughs cascaded from her face<br />
And again I have no doubt it was down to the chemicals<br />
But she seemed to float and glow as we bounded on like thin blood through white ventricles<br />
All of a sudden, like in slow motion, she hurled herself into the air<br />
<br />
And then in the blinking sound of a splash, I was stood all alone there<br />
There was no flailing or splashes - just the first one that broke the surface<br />
I heard that when a girl writes off the world it's done in cursive<br />
<br />
I'd met her that morning in the waiting room at 7am<br />
And 16 beautiful hours later, I'd never see her again<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-64623060500192354922017-11-05T19:04:00.003-08:002017-11-05T19:04:43.191-08:00Heroism lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip(Take a deep breath now, you might need to call upon it later)<br />
<br />
I'm fit to fight<br />
My name is Pip<br />
If luck be a lady tonight<br />
Then baby I'm all about the dick<br />
No shit, nah<br />
Not a bit of billy bullshit<br />
If something ain't right<br />
Then you probably shouldn't force it<br />
Fire in your eye?<br />
Take it to the bridge and torch it<br />
<br />
Forthwit<br />
This ain't a game changer<br />
Cause I ain't playing<br />
I'm too old to feign danger<br />
Shit, my hair is graying<br />
Fuck your plain mangers<br />
I was born in the rain<br />
While a hoard of shamed strangers<br />
Were calling my name<br />
I'm Nicholas Cage<br />
I could eat a beat for days<br />
Retreat to seek the pace<br />
Meet and greet the bass<br />
Dress it up with words<br />
Complete from feet to face<br />
Secrete technique with grace<br />
Defeating the need for haste<br />
<br />
[Hook: x2]<br />
I dream of heroism [x2]<br />
I dream of hero-hero-heroism<br />
<br />
It's my endeavor to weather like good leather<br />
You should never sever the pain, it's not clever<br />
Call me anything you want<br />
Use any fucking letter<br />
But please rest assured<br />
I've been called worse by better<br />
A fools worst endeavor<br />
When false words are tethered<br />
Is to run instead of just walk<br />
Towards adverse weather<br />
Measure the pleasure and pain till they're the same<br />
And if ain't level pour it out and start it again<br />
<br />
Consider me a little ploy to destroy and annoy<br />
Your little ode to joy for the hoi polloi<br />
Oy, it gets more dark<br />
Than a rorschach blot mark<br />
Read by an oligarch<br />
On a fucking polygraph<br />
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha<br />
They say you gotta laugh<br />
Cover up your mental scars<br />
With a little jolly mask<br />
Put all your fears in a frown<br />
And swallow them down<br />
Like the tears of a clown<br />
When no one's around<br />
<br />
How you living like a piggie<br />
In the middle of a ravine?<br />
Trying to make your way out but you get<br />
Stuck in the...<br />
Is it...<br />
Trying to make your way...<br />
When you get...<br />
Stuck in the...<br />
<br />
It ain't about glass half full<br />
Or glass half empty<br />
Shut up and down what's left<br />
Or fill that shit back up again, see<br />
<br />
[Hook x2]<br />
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diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-74902586515995696102017-11-05T19:04:00.000-08:002017-11-05T19:04:04.501-08:00Porter lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipCause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
<br />
Cell one is a padded little palace, within which lives a little girl named Alice<br />
For half her life in that room she has been banished,<br />
She drinks from the wrong side of the chalice, the girl's damaged.<br />
Each day when I arrive at the front gate, I hear her happy little voice say<br />
"You're late, you're late, you're late"<br />
Always talking to the friends in her head, running round her cell and playing under her bed.<br />
At lunchtimes I go listen to her mad chatter,<br />
Matter of fact, tea parties with a limited platter.<br />
She won't touch her lunch unless it's labelled completely with little tags saying either 'drink me' or 'eat me'<br />
She's never any hassle, bashful battles with validity<br />
Always mad polite in spite of all the instability<br />
Handles the containment and displacement just formidably<br />
Hates the locking doors but by the morning she's forgiven me.<br />
<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
<br />
Cell four'll be Dorothy, sweet little thing.<br />
Always likes to chat and smile and dance and sing.<br />
It's startling when you start to think of how you might react to this darker thing.<br />
She believes that she travelled to a far away land and havoc was wreaked by her own fair hand<br />
She killed a woman by mistake, straight away on arriving,<br />
Then formed a gang to go and hunt and kill the victim's sibling.<br />
It's kind of fucked up, they killed wolves and crows<br />
As they trod a bloodstained path along a yellow brick road.<br />
And once they'd killed their second victim, they still weren't done<br />
This posse bounded on and hounded some old man for fun.<br />
She tells her story with a smile, while not the slightest flicker of rigour lingers [?]<br />
As this princess clicks the heels on her slippers.<br />
Kinda hear a solemn mumble as I close the cell door<br />
"Mr Porter we ain't in Kansas no more"<br />
<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
<br />
One more door, let's jaw about Wendy.<br />
Always looking forlorn sat by her window like a sentry, hope of entry is empty due to bars and grating<br />
But she still sits staring at the stars just waiting<br />
Carved in her heart an outline never, never fading.<br />
A figure, hands on hips, feet never, never quaking.<br />
Memories of a kiss, hands never, never shaking.<br />
Her grasps on this dream of hers never, never breaking.<br />
Years back you often hear her talking at night, about pirate's adventures and mind propelled flight.<br />
I know what you're thinking, 'absolutely batshit, factually inaccurate, engaging the inanimate'<br />
She's say "I believe in fairies" as she rang a little bell,<br />
And yeah that's kinda crazy but it's harmless aswell.<br />
She harnessed herself apart from this hell and started a well that through her dreams alone broke the fucking bars to this cell.<br />
<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
Cause I'm the porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types of minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths we all default to, weird to think each one is someone's daughter.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-18304054638760139832017-11-05T19:03:00.002-08:002017-11-05T19:03:31.810-08:00Gold Teeth (feat. Flux Pavilion) lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipRappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look…<br />
<br />
Gold Silver Platinum Diamnonds find them to hang from your appendages<br />
Accessories like Christmas trees - fuck when December is!<br />
Buck every trend there is, duck the expenditures<br />
If you can't afford it find a sucker that will lend you his<br />
<br />
And heck yes! That's such a pretty necklace<br />
My sister's got that very same pendant (sexless)<br />
Ring-filled fingers can't bend them (excess)<br />
Five credit cards to get your spend on (reckless)<br />
<br />
Twenty-four carats straight dangled from your stick neck<br />
Fell for the sales pitch, signed off a thick cheque<br />
Mad store credit, more charge than a triceratops<br />
You got more rocks than prosper son<br />
You own a fucking jewellery box!<br />
<br />
Watch drowned in girl's very best friends (diamonds)<br />
Dressed head to toe by Jimmy Saville Row's best (designers)<br />
Timeless and look you can't decipher what the time is<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra- Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra- Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-<br />
(DISTORTED) Rapppers Rappers wear rap-ra-ra-ra-ra rap-ra-ra-ra-ra rap-ra-ra-ra-ra rap-ra-ra-ra-ra<br />
<br />
G-G-Getting dressed and flexing in recession best in bullshit getups<br />
Gawkish walkers smorgasbord of tawdry gawdry Argos setups<br />
Fetch the etch-asketch and get encrusted that's the shit I dream up<br />
Fix that bitch with 66 [?] Swarovskis that I just picked up<br />
<br />
Gold teeth? Alright fair play, that does look kinda dope<br />
Bond villain crossed with Sunday morning gold-adorning pope<br />
The CEO of Cash4Gold monitors your output<br />
Where the fuck you buy a gold-plated fat Albert?<br />
<br />
Distract and detract from your skills? They may be questionable<br />
It's all ostensible, when what you spit's respectable that shit's dispensable<br />
You really need it hanging is tits or testicles<br />
<br />
I support witty and gritty and intricately performed raps<br />
You look pretty but the gist of your bars are shitty<br />
So shut the fuck up! (heh!)<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
Rappers wear bling 'cos they wanna look pretty<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-23093386638508260492017-11-05T19:02:00.005-08:002017-11-05T19:02:57.500-08:00Entity lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipI have been experiencing some unusual path of thinking<br />
On a night of public drinking, I have found I am picturing<br />
All these different people in a state of undress equal<br />
To that of Adam and Eve, I believe this is not a sexual thing<br />
Cause I picture men and women in just the skin they were born in<br />
It removes their identities and let's me see the entities<br />
That I believe their parents see without being obscured by the<br />
Costumes that we wera to be a part of this society<br />
The skinhead in the Millwall shirt is as susceptible to hurt<br />
As any individual both mental and physical<br />
Mankind is so cynical and clinical it's difficult to strip away the visible<br />
And envisage the residual not exactly typical<br />
But kinda prototypical removing the pontifical<br />
External inadmissible mask of the municipal<br />
Discarded for the visceral I swear this is permissible in principle<br />
<br />
You're a big man and ya way to loud<br />
But deep down ya mothers still proud of, you<br />
But when you strip down and you lose that shroud<br />
You're still the same kid that cried on the way to, school<br />
<br />
One seems to me to be a solitary sum<br />
When referring to yourself it's an affront<br />
To the complexities invested in the chest of these receptacles acceptably presented first as young<br />
And many guises are revised as we get old<br />
And many lies through each disguise is somehow told<br />
To ignite a right of flight despite the might of the contrite we fight inside of out minds to somehow have a hold of the image we present unto the world<br />
But beneath this we're still boys and we're still girls<br />
Not exempt of the resent when we lament upon events that tend to bend and dent the style used to beguile<br />
So concerned with what is learned just from out style<br />
But when strip and rip it down to just a smile<br />
Then you're left with just the depth within the naturally constructed from just like when you were born<br />
<br />
You're a big man and ya way to loud<br />
But deep down ya mothers still proud of, you<br />
But when you strip down and you lose that shroud<br />
You're still the same kid that cried on the way to, school<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-51801452709947350192017-11-05T19:02:00.002-08:002017-11-05T19:02:21.466-08:00Stiff Upper Lip (feat. Itch) lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip[Verse 1: Pip]<br />
This democracy?<br />
I think I'm sick of it<br />
Constantly politicking chicken shit liberalists<br />
If that sounds harsh it's fucking meant to, live with it<br />
Heart full of fire little drizzle to extinguish it<br />
See the evil, hear the evil, talk a lot of bullshit<br />
Complain about their ways but still support it<br />
I heard a revolution's coming better baton down your bandwidth<br />
Make stands from ya laptop and then finish off your sandwich<br />
But oh shit, this isn't just a Twitter campaign<br />
We gonna take to the streets, the man will know our names<br />
But every protest is authorised. Cleared and sanctioned<br />
So is that a protest or just a pleasant little gathering<br />
Two million marched against a war and then what did they do?<br />
Complained that no one listened, man there's two million of you<br />
And all those mad about the fact you didn't vote for our leaders<br />
Your solution is to wait and vote again? Fucking genius<br />
That stiff upper lip shit? Man that was good marketing<br />
Make man's trait to "never complain", remove the spark from him<br />
Charming little phrase for emotionally retarding him<br />
Hold it down son feel your darkened heart hardening<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
Fuck your stiff upper lip. Pick up a brick<br />
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it<br />
<br />
[Verse 2: Itch]<br />
Listen<br />
It's a British tradition an orange camper van<br />
Used to staple sheets up to walls battle plans<br />
From J18 yeah we had em man<br />
Back to cable street: no pasaran<br />
Run them out our crew's quicker than the news<br />
Where the need for speed beat the need for truth<br />
Direct action in your fucking face<br />
Not throwing all your hope into cyber space and<br />
Tracking your trouble, trickology tracing you<br />
Tracking the chatter no matter the clatter basic truths<br />
Tricking the cheater, chuck the case and then be chasing you<br />
That's what's facing you<br />
It's ok to have your own point of view<br />
And not just quote other people when you try to argue<br />
Can we save the youth from our stiff upper lip<br />
And stop them quoting Russell Brand, me and Pip<br />
They don't care bout your situation<br />
They just wanna grab your information<br />
That's why I don't like Facebook groups<br />
I like to group up and chase them chooks<br />
Retina scanners, closed circuit cameras<br />
I wear bandanas on my face and hood<br />
A retweet's just a retreat damn<br />
When a brick through a window's worth 2 in the hand<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-40992297512583497162017-11-05T19:01:00.002-08:002017-11-05T19:01:44.287-08:00You Will See Me lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipYou are my new inspiration...<br />
My muse<br />
And I mean that not as a compliment<br />
<br />
I will use you to cruise through any writer's block<br />
Any lazy daze when a glazed gaze invades my mind's cave of creativity<br />
I will think of you... and what you did to me<br />
<br />
I will take negativity and make it inspire me<br />
I was not a book from a library<br />
As I stand here alone, I declare I was not a loan<br />
To be picked up and dropped off at a later date<br />
<br />
And you barely even made my spine bend<br />
Just skimmed through some of the interesting bits then skipped to the end<br />
<br />
The notes you left in my margins turned from scribbles to scars<br />
But here's the best part:<br />
You didn't even realise you were reading the first draft of a best seller<br />
The manuscript of a future Nobel prize winner<br />
<br />
This book you discarded as a pamphlet will ignite shit<br />
<br />
I will write ten times harder than before<br />
I will create art, I will create beauty<br />
I will create so many things that you can't ignore<br />
But I will not do them in your name<br />
<br />
I will not shout you from the roof tops<br />
I will tap your name out in morse code on my outer thigh<br />
As I casually accept plaudits from on high<br />
I will not to try to win you back<br />
I do not want you back<br />
<br />
I just want to show you<br />
I just need to show you what you fucking walked away from<br />
I will achieve all my goals ten-fold<br />
I will achieve your goals too, casually<br />
<br />
I will have happiness and joy in my life<br />
I will fall in love; husband, child and wife<br />
I will shine brighter than I could ever have dreamed to be<br />
And you will see me<br />
<br />
And you will see. Me<br />
<br />
I will make rivers run red in your anonymity<br />
The screams of nations will echo our affinity<br />
My wrath will be relentless<br />
My path of destruction will be momentously momentous<br />
<br />
I will change the face of history and paint it in my likeness<br />
And I will like this<br />
<br />
I will destroy everything that you hold dear<br />
By simply destroying everything far and near<br />
My footsteps will be impossible not to hear<br />
I will watch you from afar and taste each tear<br />
<br />
I will wipe out entire races<br />
I will erase faces and displace with great haste and no graces<br />
This world will become my plaything<br />
Embracing my ways and then just breaking<br />
<br />
I will burn this entire world to the ground<br />
I will leave a mark greater than any have ever left before<br />
I will lay waste by land, air and sea<br />
And you will see me<br />
<br />
And you. Will see. Me<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-71967537713542035322017-11-05T19:00:00.002-08:002017-11-05T19:00:14.836-08:00album: "Distraction Pieces" (2011) (SCROOBIUS PIP solo album)diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-90580168614578882222017-11-05T19:00:00.000-08:002017-11-05T19:00:01.612-08:00Introdiction lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipI saw a dead fish on the pavement, and thought "what did you expect"<br />
There's no water round here, stupid, should have stayed where it was wet...<br />
<br />
Hello my name is Pip, and I would like to speak some lyrics,<br />
Into this microphone that's amplified so you can hear it.<br />
This piece of diction is the intro to 'Distraction Pieces',<br />
That's all the shit that flies around my head and keeps me sleepless.<br />
<br />
Such little food for thought my fucking brain feels anorexic;<br />
So many typos when I write, oh, I'll claim I'm dyslexic.<br />
I've got your poem here, I've put it in this envelope...<br />
I'm setting fire to it; hope you all can read the smoke!<br />
<br />
Most people where I live don't know me and I fucking like it!<br />
Some people where I live don't like me and I fucking know it!<br />
Some heads won't know my name or give me a look, since<br />
I flow kinda strange like spina bifida footprints.<br />
Ha!<br />
<br />
I flow kinda strange like spina bifida footprints<br />
<br />
Nothing's original, I stole this flow from the creator,<br />
And from some others too, can't think right now I'll name them later.<br />
If I say 'fuck' a lot well then I may gain more attention;<br />
If I say 'cunt' well then with some of you there will be tension.<br />
<br />
I find this interesting 'cause in the end they are just words,<br />
You give them power when you cower, man, it's so absurd.<br />
But all that was covered by Lenny Bruce, back in the day.<br />
Nothing's original, now I'm repeating what I say!<br />
<br />
Paralysis through analysis could stop me here<br />
But that'd just be an excuse to run in fear!<br />
So I'll brandish the blandest man's anguish with a round fist,<br />
Directed at the throat of any man that can withstand this.<br />
<br />
I will brandish the blandest man's anguish with a round fist<br />
<br />
I see these rappers that say things like 'no homo' and such;<br />
It always seems maybe the lady doth protest too much...<br />
I'm really speechless but I speak less than you might imagine<br />
Sometimes I stutter and I sputter like the words are catching.<br />
<br />
I'm known to write about the shit most people won't discuss;<br />
Some find my music's too intrusive with their words and such.<br />
You see a mouse trap, I see free cheese, and a fucking challenge!<br />
But you stay quiet for fear of tipping the balance!<br />
<br />
When it's horses for courses my horse is distorted<br />
I bought it for four quid then forced it through horse shit!<br />
We walked through these morbid remorseless discourses,<br />
And discuss these disgusting new sources.<br />
<br />
When it's horses for courses my horse is distorted<br />
<br />
I've seen the world; I've seen the good and the shitty bits;<br />
And all I've got to say is, "God damn, y'all are fucking idiots."<br />
Some people heard my words and thought it meant they knew me<br />
Truth is, I don't exist; I'm just the soundtrack to your movie!<br />
<br />
Some background figure in a story that's already scripted,<br />
And what I feel's just felt for you to hear me fucking spit it!<br />
I jump in many different heads, through these words and poems;<br />
Always hoping maybe the next leap will be my leap home.<br />
<br />
Ziggy says that if I keep writing this shit<br />
There's an eighty percent chance that Al can make it a pop hit.<br />
But Al's an alcoholic and I'm a fucking schizophrenic,<br />
So I'll close my eyes on this whole fucking world and that will end it...<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-33687807997915862322017-11-05T18:59:00.002-08:002017-11-05T18:59:29.201-08:00Let 'em Come (feat. P.O.S & Sage Francis) lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip[Pip:]<br />
When it's cold, we bite the top of our zips,<br />
Pull it up with our teeth till it covers our lips<br />
Then exhale central heating for the weather beaten<br />
No feet are beating, this street in to stand by us like Will Wheaton<br />
Walking these streets with that distant stare<br />
No one likes us but we don't care<br />
Maybe our kind don't fit round here<br />
Our minds find conflict round here<br />
See we choose to cruise a route that ain't paved with gold<br />
So our shoes don't slip they stick and grip this road<br />
Our tools are ink slicks that we engrave and mould<br />
For an end goal you maybe can't spend or fold<br />
We won't settle for unsought careers<br />
Or forty years of salty tears<br />
Like a battered up mix-tape with a long faded label<br />
When I'm old and decaying I'll be decaying and able<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
If the bad times are coming, let 'em come<br />
Let the death drum break the slump<br />
Before the once young braves succumb<br />
The Fickle flicker of desire expires<br />
If the bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come<br />
<br />
[P.O.S:]<br />
Bad times coming<br />
Bash up a castle<br />
I know the zoo keeper<br />
Line em up<br />
Lions on em<br />
I haven't slept yet<br />
Ever, crust<br />
Kickin up dust<br />
Leave em sickin up rust colour<br />
Let it come<br />
Let em run<br />
Let me laugh at it<br />
Smash like it's rampage<br />
Live it up<br />
Grasp at it<br />
No pill for the whirlwind coming<br />
Let it come<br />
Spin with the rush no fun till the times up<br />
Run against the flood<br />
All stroke no float<br />
For the hope for the coast pump blood<br />
Stump fuckers on the daily<br />
Dump lungs<br />
Volume is up<br />
Watch em hush for the lump sum<br />
But not around here<br />
Around here we steer clear<br />
Of holding our tongues to stack funds<br />
When bad times come it's like some old news<br />
New shit<br />
Choose yours<br />
New whip or brick?<br />
Thank you<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
If the bad times are coming, let 'em come<br />
Let the death drum break the slump<br />
Before the once young braves succumb<br />
The Fickle flicker of desire expires<br />
If the bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come<br />
<br />
[Sage:]<br />
Quality home life, Living a lie now<br />
Take it to the road certain women would lie down<br />
Haunting images I witnessed in my town<br />
Are floating through the night with a knife and a white gown<br />
Gotta dig a bigger hole<br />
But I can never climb out, just burrow and burrow<br />
Or stand on the high ground while pulling the sky down<br />
Wait for the high tide and try not to drown<br />
You're waiting another day with eyebrows furrowed<br />
Just say what you gotta say... like right now, fucko<br />
Or pipe down bucko, I'm doubting what many say<br />
"Why do you think they call it a burrowing owl anyway?"<br />
Feed the lion despite what the sign says<br />
Act defiant and impolite to my friends<br />
While making side bets in a risky gamble<br />
Save the wild sex for the filthy animals<br />
I switch the channel if the nature turns mechanical<br />
Become detached like your snake mandibles<br />
The slack jawed yokel is practising his cat calls<br />
It's got the lab rats bounding off the padded walls<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
If the bad times are coming, let 'em come<br />
Let the death drum break the slump<br />
Before the once young braves succumb<br />
The Fickle flicker of desire expires<br />
If the bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come<br />
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diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-56222093530776969142017-11-05T18:58:00.005-08:002017-11-05T18:58:52.329-08:00Domestic Silence lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipLet me introduce a recluse with his neck in a noose that went loose a he slipped out<br />
He didn't have a clue what to do with his new lease of life it was a lease he never took out<br />
Ya see<br />
He'd never really had a grip on life<br />
Never had a family, no kids, no wife<br />
No real friends, no social life<br />
His life was a concise silent night<br />
<br />
At the factory, in fact he kept himself to himself<br />
His existence was distanced from everyone else<br />
He didn't interact with the pack, never had done<br />
He didn't feel the need to impede on their sanctum<br />
<br />
And they didn't impede on his<br />
If they ever needed anything they'd leave a list<br />
After a while in that place he didn't seem to exist<br />
And that didn't seem strange, it just is what it is<br />
<br />
Sometimes he'd find a whole week had passed<br />
Since he last took a gasp and words were cast<br />
On his days off he'd wonder if he'd gone deaf<br />
As he drifted in silence, no noise no mess<br />
<br />
He used to have the radio playing in his hall<br />
But that stopped when the broadcast stopped being so broad<br />
He didn't like TV so he got rid of it<br />
He liked to read books and sit for the hell of it<br />
<br />
So that was his life, didn't seem that bad<br />
But he still chose to take his own life i his hands<br />
Still chose to kick that chair from his feet<br />
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat<br />
<br />
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat<br />
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat<br />
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat<br />
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
Silence can be golden but gold can sometimes suffocate<br />
Like that girl in that James Bond film, too late to respirate<br />
Tragedy can be plain to see with lights and sirens<br />
But sometimes it ain't quite so clear, Domestic Silence<br />
<br />
Unspoken, so much goes unspoken<br />
Till you're choking on a fragile glass heart smashed open<br />
With this near miss his eyes would either open<br />
Or sink deeper down into a silence never broken<br />
<br />
Forsaken isolation and silence all around you<br />
It'll drag you to the deeper water and it WILL drown you<br />
He returned to work the very next day<br />
Lucks intervention got no mention, nothing new to say<br />
But then out of nowhere everything changed<br />
When a voice said "Hi there, how are you today?"<br />
Six simple words, seven simple syllables<br />
It doesn't always take grand gestures or miracles<br />
<br />
When in hell a hiding place can seem grace and free from pain<br />
But umbrellas keep out sunshine as well as rain<br />
He discarded all the fears that his silence had been masking<br />
And said "yeah I'm good. Thanks for asking"<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
Silence can be golden but gold can sometimes suffocate<br />
Like that girl in that James Bond film, too late to respirate<br />
Tragedy can be plain to see with lights and sirens<br />
But sometimes it ain't quite so clear, Domestic Silence<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-67128111461510319012017-11-05T18:58:00.002-08:002017-11-05T18:58:19.843-08:00Death Of The Journalist lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipPeople used to burn pages, show their in and outrages<br />
These days the gage for rage is who gets flamed on comment pages<br />
No claim is too outrageous for these constant news updates<br />
Lines refined to save time, less complicators to sedate us<br />
<br />
We ingest five lines or less stories through our sub consciousness<br />
As times go by the Internet will kill the printed press<br />
Where's the scroll bar on these ink drenched pages? I ain't turning this<br />
Don't believe the hype machine, death of the Journalist<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
Don't believe the hype machine, death of the Journalist<br />
<br />
Good Friday, April 18th, 1930<br />
BBC radio news showed rare maturity<br />
The news reporter said something that these days they wouldn't say<br />
'Good evening, There is no news today'<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-10504134042380410062017-11-05T18:57:00.003-08:002017-11-05T18:57:45.235-08:00The Struggle lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipI spend my life on the move, my life on the road<br />
Town to town, city to city, time zone to time zone<br />
Success keeps you busy so I can't complain how life is<br />
But in a life like this you tend to develop some vices<br />
<br />
My wife is my life and I'd never cheat on her<br />
But there are one or two things that I do keep from her<br />
I have my addictions, or rather my addictions have me<br />
Sometimes the shadow of my shadow is all I can be<br />
<br />
I find myself alone in different hotel rooms<br />
Just me and my thoughts and that milk-stained moon<br />
I'm drawn to walk the streets as my heart rate rises<br />
A heavy coat, a scarf, a hat, all become my disguises.<br />
<br />
I've made it known that I suffer from nosebleeds and migraines<br />
To explain the occasional mood swings and blood stains<br />
There's over a thousand people murdered in this world each day<br />
So as I drift from town to town nobody looks my way<br />
<br />
It's an addiction, and I ain't proud of it<br />
But the power that you feel there's no clouding it.<br />
The fear before the fact, as they know something's wrong<br />
The vain attempts to scream their muffled swan song<br />
The struggle, the shock in their eyes,<br />
My grip around their throat as all their hope dies<br />
That sudden loss of breath, there is no thrill equal,<br />
My name is Johnny Depp and I kill people.<br />
<br />
[HOOK:]<br />
The Fear<br />
The Scream<br />
The Struggle<br />
The Shock<br />
<br />
You fuckers never saw it coming, who'da thunk it or thought it?<br />
You'd be ignored like the ramblings of a drunk if you'd report it<br />
My performances are greeted with plaudits and laughter<br />
If you caught me red handed you'd probably think it's stigmata<br />
<br />
Success sucks less than standard existence<br />
But when you exceed that standard dreams, what becomes of ambitions?<br />
The average man can dream dreams of a path he's never walked<br />
But when that path's your day to day, your dreams become warped<br />
<br />
[HOOK:]<br />
The Fear<br />
The Scream<br />
The Struggle<br />
The Shock<br />
<br />
People underestimate the value of dreaming<br />
That which you aspire to provides a roof, a ceiling<br />
In particular the dreams that there's no way of achieving<br />
Like I wanna be Brad Pitt or something equally fleeting<br />
<br />
I can't aspire to such things so deeper I must delve<br />
And then the only guide I have to life becomes myself<br />
This was always going to happen, in fact I'd be surprised if I'm the first<br />
This kind of success and power is bound to bring out the worst<br />
<br />
With success comes power and great success has been given me<br />
And with great power... comes great fuck-a-bility<br />
I'm a good husband though, I've never cheated on my wife<br />
Despite opportunities I live a monogamous life<br />
<br />
My addictions manifest in a darker form<br />
If the heart is a house, I have a blood stained lawn<br />
My public portraits immaculate but there's blood on the easel<br />
My name is Johnny Depp and I kill people<br />
<br />
[HOOK:]<br />
The Fear<br />
The Scream<br />
The Struggle<br />
The Shock<br />
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diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-70751855259041731952017-11-05T18:57:00.000-08:002017-11-05T18:57:13.223-08:00Broken Promises lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipThis is to anyone out there that's listening<br />
From anyone who ever let you down and went missing<br />
Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings<br />
Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men<br />
<br />
This is to anyone out there that's listening<br />
From everyone that ever let you down and went missing<br />
Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings<br />
Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men<br />
<br />
I'm sorry I wasn't who you thought I was<br />
Fuck it-- I'm sorry I wasn't who I thought I was<br />
I said no matter what, I'd always be there, but that wasn't honest<br />
Because I'm not<br />
And 'cause that ain't how life goes<br />
Broken promise<br />
<br />
Growing up, I always thought I was one of the good guys<br />
I thought it was black and white like that<br />
That I could nurture my good side<br />
But I've caused hurt and I've stripped pride<br />
Both on the surface and inside<br />
I wasn't cursed with a dark side, I was just normal<br />
Average, regular, nothing special, I'm telling you<br />
Just being human makes you both God and the Devil's clear replica<br />
I've had my emotions crushed and maybe crushed a few along the way<br />
And at the time, I meant every single word I would say<br />
Every word of love, and every word of hate<br />
Every time I would adore, and every time I'd berate<br />
But time passes, and sometimes those emotions fade<br />
Making liars of both the threats and the promises made<br />
<br />
But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time?<br />
How can a lie be a lie if you mean it at the time?<br />
A lie can't be a lie if you mean it at the time<br />
How can a lie be a lie if you mean it?<br />
<br />
This is to anyone out there that's listening<br />
This is to<br />
This is to anyone out there that's still breathing<br />
<br />
I bought a heartbreak hotel<br />
On my own, with no investors<br />
Closed it down and opened the "Fuck you, get over it" bed and breakfast<br />
In loving memory of having loving memories<br />
Of combustible emotions, and having real enemies<br />
<br />
Typically poetically dramatic endings<br />
Were once a trademark of mine<br />
Patents pending<br />
And the mighty height of emotions on parting ways<br />
Was always grander than the connections of the early days<br />
<br />
When we were fighting, there used to be thunder and lightning<br />
Ferociously frightening, a clash of the titans<br />
Emotions heightened, every single muscle tightened<br />
An addiction to the thrill of the fight, the excitement<br />
<br />
Love at first sight always seemed unconsidered<br />
I'd rather love at first fight, and then onto double figures<br />
An unconditional love? Well, that just means nothing<br />
In love with the mere idea of loving something<br />
<br />
Always just hunting for that near-life experience<br />
In fear of missing something vital from your own existence<br />
All your emotions subconsciously thought out and scripted<br />
Less about how you're feeling<br />
More about how you fucking depict it<br />
<br />
But all that stops when one day you just decide to stop playing along<br />
That point in time when the most amazing things in the world can just as easily seem<br />
Pedestrian<br />
<br />
You've lost both that loving and that loathing feeling<br />
Turns out, hell does have a bottom<br />
And heaven, a ceiling<br />
Both love and hate become opaque in time's wake<br />
A face that once summons rage now summons nothing<br />
Whether it's emotions tethered, nerve endings severed<br />
Or just the outlook you acquire when you're a little more weathered<br />
Remaining conscious of this all, and in a way, feeling above it<br />
Still feels like bad riddance to good rubbish<br />
<br />
But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time?<br />
How can a lie be a lie if you mean it?<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-36973060251077783822017-11-05T18:56:00.002-08:002017-11-05T18:56:18.996-08:00album: "The Logic Of Chance" (2010)diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-269556604373867102017-11-05T18:56:00.000-08:002017-11-05T18:56:07.358-08:00Sick Tonight lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipI feel sick tonight,<br />
Something in my stomach ain't sitting right,<br />
But I've got to overcome it, keep spitting tight,<br />
I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight,<br />
<br />
I feel sick tonight,<br />
Ring the bell, throw in the towel; I ain't fit to fight,<br />
I'm in hell; I don't know how I can hit this height,<br />
But I gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight,<br />
<br />
Trick the switch and get my brain to begin again,<br />
Adrenalin and Benalin will get the cerebellum in,<br />
A state to deliver lines timed to be the medicine,<br />
Lose my breath, they're Ventolin, lose an arm, then rent a limb,<br />
<br />
Choose to not present them in lies but still remembering,<br />
I am not am not a veteran; I do not know everything,<br />
Hide behind this pseudonym, I do not presume to win,<br />
Write lines till I feel true to them, decided by the mood I'm in,<br />
<br />
So I serve up words naked, never in sugar coats,<br />
And I write more quotes than a fucking big book of quotes,<br />
<br />
That's that, straight fact,<br />
When it's down on the track you can't take it back,<br />
And if the crowd don't react or get on ya back,<br />
Then you've failed and you just have to live with that,<br />
<br />
I remember when I was a kid 'n' that,<br />
Way before I found beards and caps,<br />
Pencils came with erasers that,<br />
Could erase your mistakes erase, retract,<br />
<br />
But in the real world things just ain't that easy,<br />
You can't take back your mistakes so freely,<br />
You gotta take them in think about them deeply,<br />
Not ignore them and just move on discreetly,<br />
<br />
They say Jesus died for somebody's sins but God knows he didn't die for mine,<br />
Coz I'll stand accountable for my own damn sins each and every time,<br />
<br />
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive,<br />
Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive,<br />
<br />
I feel sick tonight,<br />
I feel sick tonight,<br />
I feel sick tonight,<br />
I feel sick... tonight,<br />
<br />
My head hurts,<br />
From running head first,<br />
Into another said verse,<br />
(on a subject that ain't easy to talk about)<br />
<br />
It gets worse,<br />
Feels like my legs burst,<br />
I swear I feel cursed,<br />
(get up; if you feel the strain you just walk it out)<br />
<br />
Because we live a lie for a lie and then truth for truth,<br />
But lies can be sly and the truth aloof,<br />
And it seems that lies can disguise and dupe the youth,<br />
So we gotta try to define what suits as proof,<br />
<br />
Back on track now quick to react now,<br />
If the beats change then my flow will adapt how,<br />
Ever it has to do so break up words like letter cubes thrown,<br />
Around the room without a care,<br />
Stretch out letters when there's space to spare,<br />
How can you not love this language?<br />
It's beauty and pain and relentless anguish,<br />
Each twist and turn that you're controlling,<br />
Taste each verb as off ya tongue it's rolling,<br />
Nothing is more entertaining,<br />
Than fuckin' with words and their arrangement,<br />
Every syllable can rhyme,<br />
If you will afford the time,<br />
But now I'll leave it there alright,<br />
And simply declare,<br />
<br />
I feel sick tonight.<br />
<br />
I feel sick tonight.<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-75073189096175860712017-11-05T18:55:00.003-08:002017-11-05T18:55:36.084-08:005 Minutes lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip<br />
Each night she lays quivering, shivering here,<br />
Asking why she keeps forgiving him, hidden in fear.<br />
At work she has a glistening, driven career,<br />
But at home, with one swing of the fist, it disappears [X2]<br />
<br />
She dreams of different ways to break from under his noose.<br />
It's one thing to see a path, but it's another to choose it;<br />
It's one thing to want to run, but it's another to do it;<br />
It's one thing to buy a gun, but it's another to use it.<br />
<br />
But buy a gun she did, and it made her feel good;<br />
She told herself if she really had to use it, she would.<br />
The next night, drunk at the end of the bed he stood.<br />
She said she'd take it no more and she prayed he understood.<br />
<br />
But he didn't take to kindly to being put in his place;<br />
She fled after the first blow and of course he gave chase.<br />
She sat hunched, holding a gun, praying she wasn't pursued,<br />
But when the door swung a route, he found her to shoot.<br />
<br />
She watched in awe as his power cascaded on the floor.<br />
It wasn't long before police came bursting through the door,<br />
In store, a new prison, enforced by the law,<br />
And she let out a whisper with the strength of a roar.<br />
<br />
For the bad times, I wish you'd just admit and<br />
Never cast a shadow across my bed;<br />
But for the good times, I wish you five minutes<br />
In heaven before the devil knows you're dead. [X2]<br />
<br />
Each night she lays quivering, shivering there.<br />
I wonder how we came to live in unforgiving despair.<br />
I find myself given the delivering stares,<br />
As the smell of Glenfiddich starts sieving the air. [X2]<br />
<br />
As the bullet flew towards me I swear time stood still.<br />
I felt every single emotion that a man could feel;<br />
How did I get here? How could this even be real?<br />
How could I become a person that a loved one could kill?<br />
<br />
It wasn't always this way; I once saw love in those eyes<br />
That now just despise and chastise all my lies,<br />
My sarcastic replies, each new drunken guise,<br />
And first of all these heavy hands which surmised her demise.<br />
<br />
There was a time when we never thought the honeymoon would end;<br />
She was my wife, my lover, confident and my friend,<br />
But it seems these days, happiness can depend<br />
On financial stability and the need to contend.<br />
<br />
But I make no excuse; I let it get this way.<br />
Other people live their lives on the minimum wage,<br />
I was the one that couldn't cope and let it turn to rage;<br />
Now I'm looking down the barrel, playing against the game.<br />
<br />
For the bad times, I cannot be acquitted or<br />
Let off as the bullet enters my head.<br />
But for the good times, I wish for 5 minutes in<br />
Heaven before the devil knows I'm dead. [X2]<br />
<br />
Before the devil knows I'm dead.<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-13660621218473675552017-11-05T18:55:00.000-08:002017-11-05T18:55:04.384-08:00Cauliflower lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipFell in love with a boy from the city<br />
<br />
I fell in love with a girl from the city<br />
Still got cauliflower ears from when her voice first hit me<br />
And a swollen lip, from when her lyrics first kissed me<br />
As I went to pull away ever so gently bit me<br />
<br />
Within those three days it gets no better<br />
We were inseparable; no-one could seper-<br />
-rate us make us question our status<br />
It was like someone, somehow found a way to syncopate us<br />
<br />
And it'll stay that way forever, in my mind that is<br />
Coz it was a stolen three days and a stolen kiss<br />
And although those three days I sorely miss<br />
I own those three days when I write like this<br />
<br />
I fell in love with a girl from the city<br />
<br />
You're all I want, you're all I need<br />
You are the one for me<br />
You hold me close, you hold me near<br />
You are the one for me<br />
The pain I feel when you leave<br />
You are the one for me<br />
You're all I want and all I see<br />
You are the one for me<br />
<br />
Fell in love with a boy from the city<br />
<br />
I fell in love with a girl from the city<br />
Still got cauliflower ears from when her voice first hit me<br />
And a swollen lip, from when her lyrics first kissed me<br />
And when I went to pull back ever so gently bit me<br />
<br />
I still hear her sometimes but it's not the same<br />
Like when you get a pen and paper and write your name<br />
Over and over and over again<br />
Although it hasn't, in the end it somehow seems to change<br />
<br />
But I feel right now I must stress<br />
That I write this with a smile on my face and nothing less<br />
Coz when I think about the times we waste on regrets<br />
I realise for those three days I was blessed<br />
<br />
I fell in love with a girl from the city<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-45770619885405163482017-11-05T18:53:00.000-08:002017-11-05T18:53:06.638-08:00Great Britain lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipI'm from a little place called Great Britain,<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain,<br />
These words upon my page written,<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain.<br />
<br />
See, I'm from a little place called Great Britain,<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain,<br />
These words upon my page written,<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain.<br />
<br />
One inch, to the left, to the left,<br />
Could of been the difference between life and death,<br />
Knife wound to the heart to the side of the chest,<br />
Could of been one statistic less.<br />
<br />
See sometimes great Britain ain't that great,<br />
Kids getting stabbed at an alarming rate,<br />
Press with a passion to exaggerate,<br />
Increasingly clueless heads of state.<br />
<br />
You see, knife crime, knife crime ain't about knifes,<br />
It's about young Britain and their ways of lives,<br />
You don't solve knife crime by taking knifes to hand,<br />
You solve it by instilling new hopes and plans,<br />
<br />
It's got positives though, I swear its true,<br />
North, South, East, West to the midlands too.<br />
God damn 'versity, that shines right through.<br />
Who's makes the best music in the world? We do.<br />
<br />
I'm from a little place called Great Britain<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain<br />
These words upon my page written<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain<br />
<br />
See, I'm from a little place called Great Britain,<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain,<br />
These words upon my page written,<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain.<br />
<br />
In a 2008/2009 government report,<br />
Violent crime was not listed to increase,<br />
Or decrease, it was instead listed as stable.<br />
<br />
Now what I ask you is, is stable really acceptable?<br />
You see between 2003 and 2008, the number of children admitted into NHS hospitals<br />
With knife wounds saw a rise of one hundred and twenty percent.<br />
<br />
So in my eyes, 2008/2009's stability, just marks our cards as desensitised.<br />
But statistics can be twisted, and our contexts aren't realistic,<br />
And while this might seem over simplistic, we need to fight this and resist it.<br />
<br />
I'm from a little place called Great Britain<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain<br />
These words upon my page written<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain<br />
<br />
See, I'm from a little place called Great Britain,<br />
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain,<br />
These words upon my page written,<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain.<br />
<br />
See, I'm from a little place called (Great Britain),<br />
But I dunno if I love or (hate Britain),<br />
These words upon my (page written),<br />
Are the things that make and make and<br />
<br />
See, I'm from a little place called (Great Britain),<br />
But I dunno if I love or (hate Britain),<br />
These words upon my (page written),<br />
Are the things that make and break Britain.<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-25523650404077251632017-11-05T18:52:00.002-08:002017-11-05T18:52:21.201-08:00Get Better lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipImagine a song, that really reached out and touched kids,<br />
And not in a Daily Mail way, innocence corrupted,<br />
But in a way where criticism remained constructive,<br />
And wasn't too politicised and children weren't instructed,<br />
To behave in a way that was unrealistic,<br />
Or made out the way they live was somehow sick and twisted,<br />
But simply pointed out reasons to get it together,<br />
Not shouting "get a job", but just saying,<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Get better, get better, get better, get better,<br />
Get better, get better, get,<br />
Get better, get better, get better, get better,<br />
Get better,<br />
Get better,<br />
Get better, get better, get better,<br />
Get better, get better, get,<br />
Get better, get better, get better,<br />
Get better,<br />
<br />
You see the young mother capital is where I live,<br />
Little kids being raised by slightly bigger kids,<br />
Society seems unphased that this is how it is,<br />
While I'm constantly amazed that this is how it is,<br />
They confuse love at first sight with lust at first light,<br />
It must have hurt right when trust first took flight,<br />
You're young, you've no rights, you long for new heights,<br />
But some of those nights leave more than love bites,<br />
Tops cropped, skirts stop at the top of their thighs,<br />
And the boys got that hungry look in their eyes,<br />
They wanna be grown up and have respect you see,<br />
But they're acting uneducated sexually,<br />
I ain't saying' be celibate,<br />
Go out and have your fun,<br />
But there's plenty you can do without impregnation,<br />
And there ain't nothing wrong at all with having children,<br />
Just build yourself a little before you try to build them,<br />
And,<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
I see small town syndrome growing in size,<br />
There's not a lot to do, so the kids they decide,<br />
To get drunk every night, a glazed eyes disguise,<br />
Do drugs every night, tired from their lives,<br />
People getting off their faces for a quiet night in,<br />
Kids rolling around the streets rowing and fighting,<br />
But it's all just because life ain't too exciting,<br />
And it's easier than trying to do the right thing,<br />
But there are other choices -- if you want them,<br />
You don't have to tow the line and just float with the flotsam,<br />
You can build your time better when you find a passion,<br />
The Internet and public services give free education,<br />
So it really ain't a case of rich or poor,<br />
It's a case of self-motivation and nothing more,<br />
Like Billy says, whether you have or you have not wealth,<br />
The system might fail you, but don't fail yourself,<br />
Just,<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-70351025858500341652017-11-05T18:51:00.005-08:002017-11-05T18:51:49.927-08:00Inert Explosions lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipWhen I spit, intensity intensifies,<br />
My thoughts contort inside,<br />
The thought behind my eyes are bought in simple rhymes<br />
The rest are galvanised, ingested and applied,<br />
The waste then ostracised, potential realised.<br />
<br />
Not a potential to speak as speaking works,<br />
But a potential of those very words then by the listener heard,<br />
These words, that in my head, once meant nothing at all<br />
Now flow with the full force of a waterfall<br />
And that's enough force to break the death star,<br />
Then I gotta pause, and take a breath.<br />
<br />
That's better now, let's put some words together,<br />
Put that letter with this letter till we get a better set of words,<br />
A sentence, or maybe even a verse,<br />
That we can write and rehearse, and then recite till it hurts,<br />
Pack it tight till it bursts, if it feels right then it works,<br />
A need to try this in verse, leaving the riot inert.<br />
<br />
(Frozen) Frozen in a different time<br />
(Chosen) Chosen as a vessel for this stringent rhyme<br />
(Supposing) Supposing we all have these things inside<br />
(Explosion) An explosion's all you need to make this rhyme benign<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
As I lay rhymes on this beat my<br />
Pen-shaped sword cuts deep this sheet and<br />
If it cuts too deep to take I<br />
Pray the Lord my pen won't break. [x2]<br />
<br />
This internal spontaneous combustion engine,<br />
This evil grandiose, eruption pending,<br />
Inside all of us, comatose and hibernating,<br />
Until you overthrow the demon at the gate that's waiting,<br />
And when you do, it all just flows through,<br />
The roads have no queues, no one can slow you,<br />
It's bright, there's no hue, the sights are in view,<br />
It's tight and it's true, each line feels so new.<br />
<br />
You sit down and write, write, write right now<br />
On your laptop type, type, type now<br />
Everything feels right, right, right now<br />
And you won't stop and you don't stop [x2]<br />
<br />
[Spoken:]<br />
How're you gonna get lost inside a place that you know better than<br />
Any other person in the world, it ain't clever man?<br />
And what was it that made you get stuck in this riddle?<br />
Before you answer, sip the question a little.<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
As I lay rhymes on this beat my<br />
Pen-shaped sword cuts deep this sheet and<br />
If it cuts too deep to take I<br />
Pray the Lord my pen won't break. [x4]<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />diohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07059825244128616488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086550044943012770.post-4660549514803447102017-11-05T18:51:00.002-08:002017-11-05T18:51:19.633-08:00Stake A Claim lyrics - Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius PipIn this democracy I as a citizen reserve the right to stand up for what I believe in<br />
In this democracy I as a citizen I’m not accountable to the government<br />
In this democracy the government is accountable to us, the people<br />
In this democracy the government is elected by us, the people<br />
To represent us, the people<br />
In our best interests, on a national and international scale<br />
And if they’re not doing so, In this democracy, I as a citizen reserve the right<br />
To rise up<br />
<br />
I will not move, I will not change<br />
I will not bend or play their games<br />
I will stand tall with a full frame<br />
I will take pride I will stake a claim<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br />
<br />
I swear, as a citizen of this country<br />
To stand up for what I believe in<br />
I swear, as a citizen of this country<br />
To not just sit around, bitching and moaning<br />
I swear, as a citizen of this country<br />
To take action if action be needed<br />
I swear, as a citizen of this country<br />
To realize that the power is with us<br />
And no one else…<br />
<br />
I will not move, I will not change…<br />
[X4]<br />
<br />
I will stake a claim<br />
I will stake a claim<br />
I will stake a claim<br />
I will stake a claim<br />
<br />
I will not move, I will not change…<br />
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