Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Babylon, artist - Hak Baker. Album song Babylon, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: AWAL, Hak Attack
Song language: English
Babylon |
| That’s only half of it |
| Oi, yeah |
| No fairytales in East London |
| No fairytales inside the dungeon |
| All of those lairy tales under the truncheons |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| To be a young man (Oi) |
| Who would’ve thought this was planned |
| The tangibles that you have to fathom |
| I just made me a grand on a night on the rounds |
| They just caught one of the lads |
| I just see about 10 man just jump in a van |
| Cause they got one of em now |
| This is how the lads round here play a bit o' tag, yeah |
| Rude to a man so I can’t hear no chat |
| Bought me a belt so my pants do not sag |
| No I don’t take no phone calls from my dad |
| Don’t wanna hear «how you, it’s like we go back» |
| Fuck all that |
| Let my mate Josh out on the razmataz |
| Out of the court with a pair of electronic tags |
| All of the skeptics knew that we’d be back |
| There’s no fairytales in East London |
| No fairytales inside the dungeon |
| All of the lairy tales under the truncheon |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| To be a young man |
| Oi, yo, oi |
| Climbing out of the window to hang out with crew |
| There grew my new family substitute |
| Sitting in exclusion in & out the school |
| That’s where I first learned to break all the rules |
| Couldn’t hear from dad 'cause he just flew the coop |
| All of our similarities make me puke |
| At times I can’t manage so I smoke zoots |
| Trying be a man but I can’t find the root |
| All those cries that fell upon your deaf ears |
| Me and the lads grew ourself with no peers |
| And I still hang with them man, I still clang beers |
| Two cans at Xmas, can’t see a Reindeer |
| All those years that we rid out for attention |
| Chilling on the corner with a can and a Benson |
| There was no point 'cause I can’t see your face |
| If only leaving your voice in cyberspace |
| Fairytales in East London |
| No fairytales inside the dungeon |
| All of those lairy tales under the truncheon |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| To be a young man |
| (To be a young man) |
| To be a young man |
| (So much to learn and so much to understand) |
| To be a young man |
| (Trying to gain the upper from the underhand) |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| Babylon running us down all of a sudden |
| Daddy’s voicemails… |
| Daddy’s voicemails… |
| I started to stop listening to Daddy’s voicemails |
| Feeling guilty |
| Came down to the HMP to see me |
| All them time meetings he’s wondered «Where is he?» |
| How dare you come and play the victim |
| No avail |
| Daddy’s voicemails… |
| Daddy’s voicemails… |
| I started to stop listening to Daddy’s voicemails |
| Feeling guilty |
| Came down to the HMP to see me |
| All them time meetings he’s wondered «Where is he?» |
| Black boy failed |
| All of your moist tales |
| To be a young man |
| Babylon |
| Babylon |