Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Escape , by - Lewis Parker. Song from the album It's All Happening Now, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2001
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Escape , by - Lewis Parker. Song from the album It's All Happening Now, in the genre ПопNo Escape |
| Klashnekoff |
| Lewis Parker |
| Skirblah DanGogh |
| TerraFirma |
| (Yeah, yeah, what) |
| As we travel through, trial and tribulation avenue |
| Destination xanadu |
| I’m permanently scarred |
| Marked by the sages of the past |
| I take two glass |
| Then pass the spliff to my spars |
| Circulate the love |
| Through rituals of bunning bud |
| It’s deep |
| Me and my steeze we relate beyond blood |
| Spread bare love |
| Embracing fear with a bear hug (Tsk, tsk, tsk) |
| Tearing up the club with my daggo dove (Tsk, tsk, tsk) |
| Anyting test—dead |
| Lace lyrics with lead to leave some 'oles in your head |
| Like string vest |
| I do my ting then I ess |
| Like stealth fighter jets |
| Or feds you can’t detect |
| You get decked when you least expect |
| What you expect? |
| Feds got me under threat |
| Feeling like Malcolm X |
| Still I never forget |
| The nature of the threat |
| Lies two steps ahead |
| In the east end dead end where man dead |
| For less than the price of a loaf of bread (Trust) |
| It’s all over, dread |
| Feds flying overhead |
| Man try flee but get seen by the infrared |
| Brays must be sick in the head |
| Got fake dreads saying |
| «Fuck Klashnekoff |
| That little fassyhole for dead» |
| Blud, I dare you |
| Double-dare you |
| Tear you in fucking half! |
| Shatter your rassclart world like glass |
| Bearface! |
| Like face with no mask |
| Like beanies with no arse |
| Your chance is looking slim |
| Need to hit the gym |
| Or get hit in your chin wid riddim |
| It’s simple tings |
| Yeah, it’s straight up, mate |
| We strictly elevate |
| Terra Firma, Cloudsteppers |
| Drop this shit heavyweight |
| Watch the sound penetrate |
| Sit back and contemplate |
| Spies move like snake |
| Make no mistake |
| There’s no escape |
| (Scratched: |
| «Open up your eyes and relate» |
| «There's no escape, the city grips like Geoff Capes» |
| «Brothers feel the love, and the pain, and the hate» |
| «There's no escape») |
| The truth fragments |
| In the actions of deception |
| The imperfections |
| Are the structure we invest in |
| Using unscrupulous discretion |
| At all times |
| Moving through the system |
| Like a body to reach the spine |
| Directly online |
| Shutdown the communication |
| Patience is a virtue |
| So I’m undercover waiting |
| The preparation |
| For the soon coming invasion |
| Under surveillance |
| From the unseen sources |
| Gather the forces |
| Relocate the quarters |
| Diplomacy can be awkward |
| Still, every man should have their say |
| A new day |
| Sunshine rejuvenates, gives hopes and dreams |
| Stuck in a smokescreen with the poison theme |
| A chance to redeem |
| From the mutated gene |
| The unseen, unclean, mind of peril |
| Static on the treble |
| The rebel |
| Who dares wins |
| Coming bearskins |
| The wastelands are desolate |
| Move with mad DeLorean ettituqette |
| The situation’s delicate |
| Outcome uncertain |
| Who’s the marked person? |
| Lost times and last curtains |
| Yeah, it’s straight up, mate |
| We strictly elevate |
| Terra Firma, Cloudsteppers |
| Drop this shit heavyweight |
| Watch the sound penetrate |
| Sit back and contemplate |
| Spies move like snake |
| Make no mistake |
| There’s no escape |
| (Scratched: |
| «Open up your eyes and relate» |
| «There's no escape») |
| We strictly elevate |
| Watch the sound penetrate |
| Sit back and contemplate |
| Spies move like snake |
| Make no mistake |
| («There's no escape») |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I wake up every morning |
| With the weight of the world on my shoulders |
| Taking bait from the soldiers |
| Shotting death to the stressed vultures |
| Left emotionless |
| I don’t know how to cope with this |
| Except let the flow slowly roll |
| Through my broken wrist |
| It’s deep like |
| Counting sheep at night |
| To sleep right |
| Sweet white crack sagas out of reach from the street light |
| Ask myself what’s happening wrong |
| We’re slapping and gun clapping |
| And is only over the wong |
| So, let’s approach this |
| Over a dragon stout and smoke a roach spliff |
| And bust jokes like the old days |
| We bust our arses to hold papes |
| Brush man like Colgate to show fakes |
| We’re bros who know how to close case |
| Like Judy |
| Pull 'em up |
| Try screw me? |
| My life’s the last castle of Bowser |
| I pass when I |
| Simple existence |
| Stress the crows about the lone figures in the distance |
| And the summer comes with persistence |
| [? |
| is plentiful |
| Country life so sensible |
| Getting away from the inner city’s tentacle |
| Strangling my fucking ventricle |
| (Scratched: |
| «Open up your eyes and relate» |
| «There's no escape, the city grips like Geoff Capes» |
| «Brothers feel the love, and the pain, and the hate» |
| «There's no escape» |
| «Open up your eyes and relate» |
| «There's no escape, the city grips like Geoff Capes» |
| «Brothers feel the love, and the pain, and the hate» |
| «There's no escape |
| «Open up your eyes and relate» |
| «There's no escape, the city grips like Geoff Capes» |
| «Brothers feel the love, and the pain, and the hate» |
| «There's no escape) |
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