Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Products, artist - Sway. Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Products |
| From the big big big big smoke to the big big big big apple |
| Whether you drink drink drink drink coke or sip sip sip sip Snapple |
| From capital to capital Im trying to get that capital |
| Until my name’s up in bright lights and capitals |
| In the big big big big city, it’s a bit bit bit bit crazy |
| Where babies are having babies that grow up and rob old ladies |
| I’ve been on the hustle daily trying to get rap to pay me |
| Cause working in gap or Sainsbury’s ain’t gonna get that Mercedes |
| Born in the 80's in London but African raised |
| And I’ve dreamed of packing them raves |
| Since back in the days, it’s dreams |
| In the classroom banging on tables till the teacher says |
| ''Derek, sit back and behave!'' |
| It seems in my 22 years so much has happened |
| But I’m still progressing, bank balance going up per annum |
| But when you’re doing rapping Charlie |
| Seems to take a shooting or |
| Stabbing to go platinum Charlie |
| I ain’t gonna let that happen Charlie |
| City life I love you |
| Even though the skies are grey |
| I’ll never place no place above you |
| People trying to hustle every night and day |
| Some are living the high life |
| Under the bright lights |
| While others get high and throw their life away |
| And every night I pray that I don’t go insane |
| And end up just a product of the city |
| It’s a bit bit bit bit crazy up in the big big big big smoke |
| If you’re a lil lil bit bit lazy you’ll end up a lil lil bit bit broke |
| Overseas it seems British folk are known for sniffing coke |
| Being quick witted, and wicked rich and sitting in boats |
| So every time I travel abroad I’ve got to set the records straight |
| And represent for all the people who can’t afford to flipping go |
| I’m just an ordinary bloke amongst all these different strokes |
| Trying to stay afloat without doing a fraud or dealing dope |
| Street lights, street life, all a flipping joke |
| But I’ve come up a bit, had a good heart that toughened up a bit |
| When I looked in the mirror to kiss the good guy good bye |
| Then exchanged my pucker-up lips for a stiff upper lip |
| Little Rob is jacking, watch him hold’em up with arms |
| Kids are getting killed round these sides |
| And certain role models ain’t doing jack but holding up their arms |
| And that’s just to do peace signs-these times are crazy |
| City life I love you |
| Even though the skies are grey |
| I’ll never place no place above you |
| People trying to hustle every night and day |
| Some are living the high life |
| Under the bright lights |
| While others get high and throw their life away |
| And every night I pray that I don’t go insane |
| And end up just a product of the city |
| No place for the weak |
| Every race is chasing paper seven days of the week |
| And the streets just sound like music |
| Cause kids are recording criminal records- the police are the beat |
| The stakes are high and everybody wants to eat |
| Youths use weapons as ladders to step up on these high streets |
| Equals violence, then comes the violins |
| Then comes the sirens, then comes the silence |
| Life’s the best teacher and I’m trying to study hard |
| So I can graduate up into the upper class |
| Front line like Queen Latifah in Set It Off |
| Take notes like a bank robber with a rubber mask |
| Frontline like Chiefer, we take while others ask |
| Duct tape the rap game, rape the pop world |
| Make off take another path, maybe politics |
| No mate don’t take that for another laugh |
| City life I love you |
| Even though the skies are grey |
| I’ll never place no place above you |
| People trying to hustle every night and day |
| Some are living the high life |
| Under the bright lights |
| While others get high and throw their life away |
| And every night I pray that I don’t go insane |
| And end up just a product of the city |
| Just a product of the city |