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Heart Attack

アーティスト:Dave  アルバム:We're All Alone In This Together  作詞:Dave/Joe Reeves/James Blake  作曲:Dave/Joe Reeves/James Blake  発売年:2021 

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Knife crimes is near a record high With more than forty blade offenses every day in London At a youth club in South London not far from where someone was stabbed less that twenty-four hours ago The outline to direct link between violent crimes, social exclusion and austerity A study by City Hall found that London has seen an increase in 71% in victims of serious youth violence since 2012 The Mayor says this is linked to an increase in poverty And the highest rates of violence take place in some of the poorest boroughs Look, I bet them boys think I'm panickin' Check what my young Gs are carrying His blade same length as a javelin I don't know about B-ball or what's happenin' But know that it's fucked if he travellin' and we see him I can't lie, I was depressed at phases I was nineteen when the team nearly left him faceless Hopin' that we never left no traces You know when you're so damn tired in your house But you can't sleep 'cause you got pendin' cases I used to love temptin' fate, but now it's temptin' faces For half my career I was part of that My best friend got a burner, and it's lookin' like an artifact Put it in your puffer or your Prada hat Like fuck panic, that's a heart attack Yeah, it's like, life so fucked in the time that we're in We're fightin' the world, and we're fightin' within Somali dad ran away from a war Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin That have never had freedom of mind, are you sick? 'Round here main way to provide for your kin Is in a flick blade, little push bike and a sim In London a place where it's nicer to live Is only five minutes out from the guys on the strip Where man make yay' work, heard he's a soldier I know that nigga hasn't got balls like Grey Worm As I grow older, change of perspective I gotta stay loyal to my girl, that's the trait she was blessed with Restaurants, raves with my bredrins Life's too short, so we gotta turn up Man talk on my ting for the 'Gram, it's intrusive I never really thought 'bout taking a life 'Til I found out my ex-girl's dad is abusive I felt "How could I be man and not do shit?" I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it But fightin' her battle's only hurtin' the girl How can I protect her from the world When I couldn't even protect her from myself? On my grandmother's grave, shit happens again I put a knife through a family friend Most the women that I know had shit happen to them So innocent 'tiI guilty, ain't somethin' I have to respect I think back to my youth and I was so ungrateful How many of our parents had dreams they abandoned so they could put food on the table? Intelligent, worthy and able, that's somebody's parent You know? And that affected the way that I see shit Night club toilet, you peed on the seat 'Cause you don't know how it feels when your mom's gotta clean shit And her boss treats her like she don't even mean shit And she gotta wait for the bus in the rain and it's freezin' And Mrs said that you would never be shit And you don't wanna cry about dad, but you need him I grew up so fucked, but I didn't even deep it I'm numb to the feelin' of grievin' And man gettin' birded African moms on the floor, just screamin' It's mad cah I try so hard Death's got to be easy, 'cah life's so hard I was twelve wishin' that I was a white man, hard Cah if I was then they probably wouldn't life mans darg I was dead broke, fam, I couldn't swipe mans card And time might pass, but I still gotta stay wutn it It wasn't his beef, but I see him try claimin' it That's why he caught a bullet with another man's name on it Now he can't do leg day or put strain on it Every time you hear me freestyle, I put pain in it I used to wonder "Does God have favorites?" Touch me, it's dangerous, I wouldn't play with it 'Cause you can go sleep, and have a different type of wake for it I miss my dawgs, unstable You violate Chris? Then rah, turn Chris Benoit Have him hit from far, nah Fill 'em up with bricks and glass, nah My young Gs will grip, then blast Have you tried in the street? Fuck findin' my feet I could ride, but it's better when I'm ridin a beat My emotions are peak, it ain't a sign of defeat or the weak I would've ***“ you, then cried in my sleep Dropped just two racks and told them "Buy the machine" I'm LeBron in Miami, I provide for the heat God strike me if I'm lyin', I ain't cryin' in this beef Unless the tears comin' tatted on the side of my cheek I provide for my peeps, the Lamb' white in the seats So I'm literally a wolf disguised in a sheep You have five figure dreams, I have five figure sleep Five hours more than enough time that I need Man want a fair fight, but I ain't on it when I see him Fuck honour, this revolver is onomatopoeic Let it "Stut-tut-tut-tut-tut-tut-ter" when you see him Free Scalez, Free C and free my niggas 'til I see 'em I wouldn't wanna be him


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