Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everything Must Go, artist - Dizzee Rascal. Album song Raskit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirtee Stank
Song language: English
Everything Must Go |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
No squares in the circle |
Everything must roll |
What’s the plan when the smoke clears |
An' it all takes its toll? |
I don’t know |
Uh |
Futurist |
Ludicrous |
Like the news except my views are true and I cut through the mist |
Scrupulous |
I’ll dismiss if you persist |
Deep down I’m a youthanist |
Still ruthless |
Bitter sweet |
Neutralist |
Not new to this |
I can see the world dwindlin' |
Got my spider sense tinglin' |
I’m just out here minglin' |
All I see is politicians runnin' round tryna keep their pockets jinglin' |
Sounds like I’m singlin' |
Can’t forget about the back scamps and the swindlin' |
No point in lingerin' |
Everybody’s gotta eat |
Somebody’s gonna cheat |
Out here on a tightrope tryna stand on their two feet |
Kids are tryna be street |
It’s peak |
Get swept off of their feet before them condos are complete |
Yeah it’s deep |
Everythin' must go |
No squares in the circle |
Everything must roll |
Rollin' up that crow |
It’s gettin' out of control |
What’s the plan when the smoke clears |
An' it all takes its toll? |
I don’t know |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
No squares in the circle |
Everything must roll |
What’s the plan when the smoke clears |
An' it all takes its toll? |
I don’t know |
Uh |
Bottle poppers and socialites |
Gassed up and over-hyped |
No oversight |
Really puttin' on a show tonight |
Not me |
I’m overtight |
Girl told me I’m miserable |
She said why you gotta over analyse |
Why can’t you just let lose and have fun like them other guys? |
Jumpin' round like orangutans on the table |
With their sparklers |
And their champagne all publicised |
Why you always gotta sumarise |
Why can’t you just live life in the moment? |
And act like this glamour life ain’t just a bunch o lies? |
But I’m wide awake I can’t fake no more |
Wide awake I can’t take no more |
It was fun while it lasted |
But it’s the kind of shit I can’t rate no more |
Kind of shit you get carried away and start movin' lose |
And get posted up on your Instagram and fans hate you for |
Cos the excess just vexes |
The world’s more complex than being first name on the guestlist |
Or sexist, being reckless with a dancer in Texas |
Called Lexus I’m restless |
Textin' all my exes like |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
Everythin' must go |
No squares in the circle |
Everything must roll |
What’s the plan when the smoke clears |
An' it all takes its toll? |
I don’t know |
«The last thing we want to have in our city is a situation like a-such as Paris |
where erm the less well are pushed to the suburbs, that is not going to happen |
in London. |
I will emphatically resist any attempt er to-to-to recreate a London |
in which the rich and poor can’t live together.» |