Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zero Savoir Faire, artist - Funky DL. Album song Autonomy: The 4th Quarter 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.07.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Washington Classics
Song language: English
Zero Savoir Faire |
VERSE ONE |
I’ll never be afraid to speak what’s on my mind, |
as long as I stand behind it, |
and fight for it and die for it, |
I can’t be blinded to only what they want me to see, |
want to me hear, want me to fear, |
want me to disappear, want me to never care |
and ever be fully prepared, |
living life in despair, struggle in my career, |
chasing a millionaire lifestyle |
and compare my style with square, |
this is class warfare, |
but they tax broke people knowing that’s no fair, |
while they sit in green chairs and the politicians jeer, |
yeah, with all this «hear, hear», |
meanwhile elsewhere, some little kid is scared, |
clutches a Teddy Bear, |
he’s homeless again, fourth time in a year |
and Mommy got no money, can’t afford to cut his hair, |
so other kids stare and this happens everywhere, |
I just wanted to speak on it to make you more aware, yeah. |
And I ain’t really in no hurry |
to take on any more worries, |
thinking they can read me, that ain’t my story, |
don’t care what’s on the plate cos it ain’t for me, |
I’d rather think about all the things I can figure out, |
come across a hurdle, I don’t run a mile, |
I know in myself I’m alright, alright. |
VERSE TWO |
I’ll never be afraid to say what’s on my tongue, |
as long as I stand behind it, |
I’ll fight for it and die for it, |
cos I’m reminded that my words are sharp, |
and pulverise like Jake Hoyt in MacArthur Park, |
my bite is worse than my bark, |
and it has to be, they flooding us like Noah’s Ark, |
the gap between the rich and poor is like a stretch mark, |
getting wider, born in a land where you feel like an outsider, |
and trapped in a web even though you are a spider, |
cos they spun it, now they run it, |
they wanna take a thousand from your nine hundred, |
and watch your finance plummet til' you’re sick to the stomach, |
cos with money on your mind, everything else becomes redundant, |
and this London, where money’s in abundance, |
where people pay for justice though they rottonous like fungus, |
sufficient ain’t enough, it’s gotta be something humongous, |
whatever happened to they moral compass? |
Fucka’s! |
VERSE THREE |
I’ll never be afraid to put my hands on it, |
as long as I stand behind it, |
I’ll fight for it and die for it like I’m a Titan, |
so with these words that I’m writing, |
I hope I’m igniting some excitement in the right men |
and women too, |
don’t live your life regretting all the things you didn’t do, |
society can make you feel like it’s forbidding you, |
and I ain’t kidding you, some lies are killing you, |
so think of all the things you’ve wanted to fulfil in you, |
and go fulfil em', and fuck your competition, |
to hell with the traditions, go secure your position, |
and make it like your mission, and do it with precision, |
see I’m just a musician, but that’s just a definition |
to label me and tell you that I make these compositions, |
that’s only an addition to the life that I am living, |
I’m bigger than a system, |
cos the people wanna listen to a voice that’s gonna glisten, |
cos it’s bringing some nutrition. |