Lyrics The Days of Dennison - Funky DL

The Days of Dennison

Verse One
The days of Dennison, my Brother was a menace
And my Pops would try to sit us down, administering medicine
To get us from the Genesis of manhood to Exodus
Live a life of excellence and now you hear the evidence
An audio perfectionist, I’m fourteen years old
And living nine levels down from the fourteenth floor
It didn’t stop at fourteen there’s about eight more
And this was social housing, stacking people on top of people
On top of people like this was a fucking mountain
And now my Pops is shouting go and take the trash out
And turn the sound you blast down, then go and put this cash down
Post Office counter, pay this bill and in a flash
Now boy bring my change back and take these batteries
I bought the wrong ones exchange that
My Pops was strict so there was nothing you could say back
People wondering how he so firm and I’m so laid back
I guess it’s just my way black, but I had some traits black
I’m reasonable, but fuck with me, I’ll smack you in the face black
I used to live on Gibbins Road
Only two bedrooms, so I’m sharing with my bigger Bro
Two older siblings, didn’t really know my Sisters though
Page three newspapers, looking at them figures yo'
But only on the weekends, cos my Pops would buy the Mirror yo'
How I’d love to meet Sam Fox you’ll never know
I’m just a kid and I can dream, so I forever hope
Verse Two
The days of Dennison, the time I met my cousin Mike
First impression, I was like, he’s cool, he let me ride his bike
Same age, same year in school, so we would vibe like
Brothers getting closer as I’m heading to the limelight
Miglow Mick, Amango, Myers and Melanin
Part of the Washington Classics legacy development
He came to live with us temporarily
Rubes, Naph and Mike, we were born in the seventies
Two Brothers and a Cousin, we were tight like the Kennedy’s
And when it came to tech I would rely on him heavily
He contributed to my journey into celebrity
And every time we reminisce, we laugh at the memories
So never be forgotten, yo' we started from the bottom like a elevator
Dropped my keys down the shaft
So we had to make a makeshift magnet to get em' back
Snagged it, my Pops didn’t believe us, tried to tell him, wouldn’t have it
Although he said it could be true
Until the end he wasn’t convinced, what could we do?
And every day was a funeral
Looking in the freezer for something that was consumable
And I knew your cousin Mel before you knew your cousin Mel
As far as being a good friend to me she does it well
If ever you’re in trouble Mel!
I never knew a love like this
The days of Dennison, the first room on the left so let us in