Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Morning Britain, artist - CHIP. Album song TEN10, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Motto
Song language: English
Good Morning Britain |
Got me thinking what I stand for and how far I came |
Money, drugs, beef and guns man the ends will never change |
These days, it ain’t even safe staying in your lane |
Cah' the hood gon' be the hood |
You shouldn’t ever judge if you ain’t lived there |
If bullets flying, you ain’t been there |
Listen up, changed from sitting down, talking would be awesome |
Nah, fuck Piers Morgan |
I know mothers mourning |
There’s kids ain’t going school and girls are getting shot and dying |
So immune to the issues in a borough like mine |
When your family’s in the ends and your manor’s in beef |
Look on any road could be the wrong place wrong time, uh |
You hear of Tottenham and you think of Harry Kane |
I hear of Tottenham and I think of hella pain |
They told me music or football could be the course out |
True how, it ain’t on sky sports when they score now |
Fuck a interview, I don’t wanna sit and talk 'bout how I feel |
Innocent girl gone, you call that one nil |
Got me flabbergasted like: «Oh that’s how you feel?» |
You the type of person probably say I ain’t real |
When you spread the truth, they wanna see you slapped |
Niggas wake up everyday, but they ain’t woke, they’re tapped |
Man are dissing on the high road, they had me dissing back |
But my daddy always told me that’s your brother if he black |
Say it loud, mans black and I’m proud |
Please don’t call me no lighty, I am very James Brown |
Don’t ask me what are the solutions for the town |
Everybody going vegan ain’t no beef dying down |
And that’s real shit |
Niggas killing niggas, still there’s racism to deal with |
Puffin on my zoot, I hit the booth and spit the realness |
We can elevate with love and unity |
Views overseas thinking 'bout my community |
Man I pray a change gonna come |
No it ain’t safe where I’m from |
Niggas only feel safe with a gun |
When is change gonna come |
I don’t wanna raise my kids somewhere anywhere like where I’m from |
Pray a change gonna come |
No it ain’t safe where I’m from |
Niggas only feel safe with a gun *Gunshot* *Sirens* |
And I don’t wanna raise my kids 'round violence, sirens, this ain’t life |
Let me open up your mind |
Stab or be stabbed pick a side of the knife |
You ain’t see it like that right? |
I can’t be going mad when even innocents are dying |
Van Gogh with it boy I paint a picture with the rhymes |
I don’t know what the fuck that you thought |
London had more Ms in a month than New York |
See anywhere I step, I say a prayer before I walk |
The city’s always been nuts but it weren’t this mad before |
I look around, the kids are going off the rails |
You can’t only blame the music, call of duty’s still for sale |
Heaven sent, rappers lying to the kids give 'em hell |
I only offend rappers who been lying to themselves yeah |
Sometimes I wanna be a father, then I don’t |
Cah' when I look around, it’s like humanity is ghost |
The era of the iPhone, there isn’t any hope |
See you dead, open snapchat, before they check your pulse |
Let the rhymes fly, would the world be better without WiFi |
My brother coming home, if feels like time flies |
Where did 4 years go, where did all the care go |
These niggas wanna air max, see me I wanna air flows |
Over the perceptions, and false conceptions |
They scorn you when you move out, that’s the objective |
But we’ve been oppressed with council estate morals |
Where between pride and violence |
Man dead over a squabble, uh |
Now it’s RIP pics and go fund me’s |
Years past and niggas ain’t checking on your mumzy |
Young people dying, let me get my pen now |
Like I pray I don’t get Malcom or triple X’d out |
And that’s real shit |
Niggas killing niggas, still there’s racism to deal with |
Puffin on my zoot, I hit the booth and spit the realness |
We can elevate with love and unity |
Views overseas thinking 'bout my community |
Man I pray a change gonna come |
No it ain’t safe where I’m from |
Niggas only feel safe with a gun |
When is change gonna come |
I don’t wanna raise my kids somewhere anywhere like where I’m from |
Pray a change gonna come |
No it ain’t safe where I’m from |
Niggas only feel safe with a gun *Gunshot* *Sirens* |
And I don’t wanna raise my kids 'round violence, sirens, this ain’t life yeah |