1. |
Real Nice (intro)
01:28
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2. |
Job Done
04:00
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Trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done
The alarm clock snatches your dreams away from you
Repetitive ringing's a reality reminder
You see the construction workers laying down the tarmac
As you wind the blinds up,
Premeditated paracetamol on the night stand
Cos you're aware of them using the digger at 6AM, proper wind up
You smell the scent and hear the sizzle of the fry up
Your girl got up early to cook, long time in a while
You suffer from Clinomania
That’s an excessive desire to stay in bed but your required
To get ready for work on the route to the routine
Getting dressed stressed this uniform suit don’t suit me
Found the left, lost the right, where could the other shoe be?
Oh, that's right, it was left outside from last night
Cos you trod in dog shit on the way home from work
Which is an indication how this day could turn out
Trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been…
You're 2 minutes late and your boss is being a prick today
So, he deducts 15 minutes off your lunch break
So now there’s no time to go to bank and sort the gas bill
Feel to slap him and rob all the cash tills
But breaks over you better stop day dreaming
The clock-in card's a reality reminder
You’ve got to stub out your half-smoked cigarette
No doubt a passing homeless man will pick it up and get it lit
That's when you compare your situation to his
He’s cold while we're warm drinking coffees in the office
But we still feel hard done to, the AC is not fixed
And Brenda's by the water cooler talking bare shit like…
I go to the toilet to avoid the gibberish
The loos don’t flush it just takes the piss
There's no wet floor sign so I suddenly slip
I’m looking at the mop thinking about kicking the bucket
Trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
Finally going home but the bus arrived 4 minutes early
And the next one's in about half an hour
So now your sat at the stop checking all of your pockets
For the all-day saver ticket, must have lost it
Not to mention it started raining
The old man also waiting is now complaining
In common British fashion to start a conversation
But you're so fed up you just nod at him and stare
On the bus now head down returning journey
Get off at your stop walk home feeling ruff
Avoid the same dog shit that’s still not cleaned up
But the diggers aren’t here I guess the tarmac's done
Finally home and when the door's opened...
The smell of food makes you pause for a moment
Cos even though this life's not quite perfect
To come home to her makes it all worth it
Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done get the job done
I Been trying my whole life to get the job done
Get the job done
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3. |
Channels
02:32
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Yo where’s the remote man?
I’ve been flicking through, flicking through,
Flicking through, flick flick
Flicking through, flicking through,
Flicking through, flick flick
Flicking through, flicking through,
Flicking through, flick flick
Flicking through, flicking through,
Flicking through, flick flick
Change the channel on the television
I’m not one track minded I got a ton of visions
Light at the end, that’s the tunnel vison
All abord my train of thoughts... Ayo
I’m hard to find like 'Where’s Wally'
Heart and mind in this black body
Part defined by environment
But what I've seen on the screen's also been wired in
My New Year's resolution was to read more
I thought 4K resolution would make me see more
But these eyes filled with tears aren’t clear
I'm sat here man I can’t just stand by
So I put it on standby
I wanna Hulk Hogan leg drop Kate Hop And Piers Morgan
Cos they're morons but fuck them, they aint important
Always sad watching the news in every morning
Starting your day off confused and disappointed like
We’re taking in the wrong information
Brain overload from the situation
Fake news, hidden truths what do we do?
It’s gettin’ real hard to find inspiration
We’re taking in the wrong information
Brain overload from the situation
Turn off the tube cos its programming you
Find a new way to get stimulation
I say good morning to my girl like Phillip Schofield
To Holly Willoughby as the news unfurls
I should have snoozed and chilled in the bed instead
The negative press can depress for real
It’s good to be informed to the enhance the skills
But it seems like we're running in this hamster wheel
We don't know we’re trapped going nowhere fast
Cos there's no clear path it's a slanted hill
More so vertical, do you hear the words they spill?
On the adverts pretending to enhance your life
Marketing 101, if there’s demand supply
But then they bastardize... BUY BUY BUY
It's so contrived I'm not above it, I
Have the new iPhone, did it need it? No!
Do you know how they’re made? From minerals in the Congo
But that’s a convo the TV won’t show, so
We’re taking in the wrong information
Brain overload from the situation
Fake news, hidden truths what do we do?
It’s gettin’ real hard to find inspiration
We’re taking in the wrong information
Brain overload from the situation
Turn off the tube cos its programming you
Find a new way to get stimulation
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4. |
Trickle Down Effect
01:57
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Rain go away
Pray the rain go away
Rain go away
I just pray the rain go away
It’s a trickle-down effect, pathetic fallacy
Weather matches mood, rain I'm sad to see
Settle down a sec, brighter days please
Be upon us pretty soon, rebalancing
Trickle down affect, pathetic fallacy
Weather matches mood, rain I'm sad to see
Settle down a sec, brighter days please
Be upun us pretty soon, rebalancing
Rain go away
I just pray the rain go…
Hey look up
The clouds look heavily pregnant
Waters break premature pure stressing
The forecast foreshadowed more shadows
Due to sunlight but now the rainbows will sure follow
Follow to the end to find a pot of the gold
But the bricks aren’t yellow like Dorothy's road
On the road they’re all white and cause all types of fuckery
My teenage crush became a prostitute and junkie
Once beautiful but the environment aint lovely
You’re a product of it, the product from it is ugly
But then profits from it, has fed families that's hungry
So the youts think that trappin' is the way to make money
It trickles down like water in a drain pipe
Street violence rises, watch how plummet
There's no ark like Noah's story arch
I flood the world with art, the wrath is coming
It’s a trickle-down effect, pathetic fallacy
Weather matches mood, rain I'm sad to see
Settle down a sec, brighter days please
Be upon us pretty soon, rebalancing
Trickle down affect, pathetic fallacy
Weather matches mood, rain I'm sad to see
Settle down a sec, brighter days please
Be upon us pretty soon, rebalancing
Rain go away
Pray the rain go away
Rain go away
I just pray the rain…
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5. |
interlude A
00:42
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6. |
Rubber Duckies (Remix)
01:51
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I float over beats, rubber ducky in a bath tub
My flow hits the sweet, spot like a nice back rub
No you aint street, so why wanna act tough?
Still gotta makes Ps, aight G get your stacks up
Put some muscle in your hustle if you wanna make it bubble
muscle in your hustle if you wanna make it bubble
Off the wall like Vans and Jackson
Moonwalk in my black and white low top canvas
Doo-wop Lauryn Hill still on speakers blastin’
Yadadamean, I'm Keak Da Sneak with a Nottingham accent
I’m dodging the taxman, dosh in the black van
Live shows turn bank heist let me see them hands
In the air while I tear all the tiers and the tears from my peers
As I veer to the left and stay clear of the leers
I’m back to the lair
To the basement, down the stairs like Fred Astaire
No cane or top hat cocaine I rock that
This is crack in the lab pryex on the pad
I get it bubblin' champagne in a bubble bath
And next time I'm on stage I’m rockin' robes like Ghostface
Why? Cos I'm comfortable
Don't battle with babble I don't lose at scrabble
I float over beats, rubber ducky in a bath tub
My flow hits the sweet, spot like a nice back rub
No you aint street, so why wanna act tough?
Still gotta makes Ps, aight G get your stacks up
Put some muscle in your hustle if you wanna make it bubble
muscle in your hustle if you wanna make it bubble
There was a chance I couldn’t be here so Ima be air
And be everywhere and wear streetwear
Cos I’m aware of the streets
No gulls but I breathe it in my gills like sea air
Otis Redding at the, dock of the pier
Lotus flower treading on the water lightly lately
Drowned by the wave, uniformed like the navy
The new sound's contagious maybe but so is rabies
I neuter these new pups they’re useless with no nuts
While my breed is pedigree but last of a dying
I mastered the science then after, had to
Laugh cos, as a, matter, of fact the, pastor was lying
I climbed up Mount Zion and I'm…
Yo, yo,fuck this, man I killed that shit
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7. |
Feel Good
04:39
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It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
This feels good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
Cos this a nice vibe, oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
This feels good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
Cos this a nice vibe, oh yeah we right right
Make you feel good, make you feel bless
Take you away, music, drugs, sex
So we can escape, away from the stress
In our own space, music drugs sex
I said I make you feel good…
Make you feel bless
Take you away…
Like music, drugs, sex
So we can escape…
Get away from the stress
In our own space…
Just music, drugs, sex
I’m not religious I’m spiritual! Wanna chill?
You see I’m big on energy when that’s received that’s the miracle
If you wanna unwind like a yo-yo just holla me like "yo yo"
And we can split the wine like Moses split the sea that’s the empath in me
But only If it mutual to each
What I mean is, I can be your shoulder if you need it
Just don’t give me the cold one, when I’m in my feelings
That’s leach shit, we don’t need people who be buggin'
Just smoke till the roach while the aux chord is plugged in
Talk short comings in late night discussions
Seems less stressing when you're venting with your bredrin's
Cos we’re all maintaining, try not to be draining
Cos when I see your name up on these notifications
I don’t wanna, not wanna know what you're sayin'
Peace love and light that’s the right vibration
Make you feel good, make you feel bless
Take you away, music, drugs, sex
So we can escape, away from the stress
In our own space, music drugs sex
I said I make you feel good…
Make you feel bless
Take you away…
Like music, drugs, sex
So we can escape…
Get away from the stress
In our own space…
Just music, drugs, sex
I’m not religious I’m spiritual!
I bet you used to sing and dance to Beyoncé videos
Then she’s like “Whatcha mean used to?
They'd probably go viral if I had them on YouTube”
But then I’m like “True true"
You my Marie Laveau cos you know I’m enchanted by your voodoo
Sex is a weapon, I’m without protection
You shot a man down like Rum-pum-pum-pum
Finessing how you're dressing, in your presence is a blessing any questions?
Well If you ask about my passion
I teach you lesson in a second
My wifey like Wi-Fi, why? I keep a strong connection
In the past mad issues like comic strips
I see through the blurred lines like Robin Thicke
If I can be for real and drop an honest tip
Love's drug so prepare for the longest trip
Make you feel good, make you feel bless
Take you away, music, drugs, sex
So we can escape, away from the stress
In our own space, music drugs sex
I said I make you feel good…
Make you feel bless
Take you away…
Like music, drugs, sex
So we can escape…
Get away from the stress
In our own space…
Just music, drugs, sex
I’m not religious I’m... You get the point
Roll a joint to this audio dope
And for those that don’t smoke
It’s a contact high when you're taking in the vibes
Raise the goosebumps on your girls inner thighs
I’m not religious I’m... You get the point
Roll a joint to this audio dope
And for those that don’t smoke
It’s a contact high when you're taking in the vibes
Raise the goosebumps on your girls inner thighs
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
This feels good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
Cos this a nice vibe, oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
It feel good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
This feels good don’t it? Oh yeah we right right
Cos this a nice vibe, oh yeah we right right
Right? Right?
Right? Right?
Right? Right?
Right? Right?
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8. |
She Likes Me
02:41
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Riding on cloud 9 I’m like Goku on the Nimbus
Quick to tell my goddess we can go to Mount Olympus
I see what you go through when it comes to approaching business
You do it every day, Queeendem setting pace
Take your time to shine I find it’s a crime to rush greatness
Strong Independent mind remind me of Angela Davis
Sometimes I wonder if pyramids came from spaceships
Sounds mad to some but that’s our type of conversation
Unapologetic with the blackness
The fact is, it's magic
I guess it’s dark arts what we practice
But then again, we couldn't sell our souls
Got a bit of money but you can hold a note
Don’t worry the ones that copy your moves
You gotta wonder what would Betty Davis do?
A soul singer soul mate late but I found mine
It’s right on time I’m riding on cloud 9
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
Oh yeah baby it’s true
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
Cos I’m addicted to you
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
Oh yeah baby it’s true
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
Cos I’m addicted to you
I'm a De La soul, she’s the perfect flower girl
Got pics from our trips we don’t share with the world
You know how it goes, the nosey so and so's
I'm on my Pusha T shit If you know you know
That she’s Boo'd up like Ella Mai now I set it straight
You don’t get the picture... We don't post them everyday
But we do binge watch films in bed as we lay
Exercise together, I'm in love with her shape, yeah
Wingless angel wedding ring your halo
You uplift my spirit and pluck my heart strings like a harp
This serenade's smooth as some fresh orange juice
I split my last clementine with you
We had her family round for dinner on Christmas day
I cook, she cleans sometimes we alternate
Argue like any couple, there's hassle in the castle
But I can't help but feel like Alfalfa in Little Rascals
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
Oh yeah baby it’s true
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
Cos I’m addicted to you
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
Oh yeah baby it’s true
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
Cos I’m addicted to you
I think she likes me, she likes me, yeah,
I think she likes me, she likes me, good,
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9. |
cut scene
00:30
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10. |
Weary Hijack
02:47
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This that bounce right here
Yeah yeah yeah this that bounce right here
Aww yeah yeah yeah this that bounce right here
Aww yeah yeah yeah this that bounce right here
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
When the bullshitters wanna come around like a greyhound
On the race track prepare to face facts,
They'll give you a run around and spit 100 rounds of nothing like an air rifle
Yet they swear on the bible, I will
Entertain you as long as it’s not bollox
But if I find something fishy like cod scallops
Then you've jumped out of the frying pan and into fire
It’s a shit sales pitch you’re not convincing the buyers
Barely holding on by thin string on the wire
Cos your nose grown long and your pants are on fire liar
Snitches in the bing sing like Mariah
Rumours on road rotate like a tire
Some asshole done pulled a Donnie Brasco
Octaves go higher, falsetto falsifiers
That’s why you don’t judge no books by the cover
You gotta read people, deceitful mother
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
A & B convo C yourself out my face
R E S P E C T my space
"Yeah, but all I need is” “Hey!”
“And I just wanna” “Wait!"
Take time rewind, refine your pace
A & B convo C yourself out my face
R E S P E C T my space
“But all I need is” “Hey!”
“And I just wanna” “Wait!"
Take time rewind, refine your pace
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
Weary for the sake of a hijack conversation
It's implausible
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11. |
Old Tricks
02:56
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Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along good karma
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along get along
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bullshit
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bullshit
You aint fully gully you’re a dummy in a skully buddy
Hyping up screaming Oi! like Ollie Ollie
No umbrella-ella, get a brolly-olly
Real talk when I spit sorry not sorry
More time my mood is melancholic
If moving like felons more respected, then be honest
Well check this like a suggestion on Netflix
Pay attention so you don't miss the best bits
That street shit Is so overrated
Inflated egos, toxic masculinity and hatred
But who could blame us? Us lads never had dads
And that's cos, our dad's dads were too mad
That trauma goes generations back
Mental health no help so then it's passed, down
It's about race and class
But we know now so there's no excuse not to change that
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along good karma
Whoa, no smoke no drama
Can't we all get along good karma
No, no smoke no drama
Can’t we all get along get along
Mandem really talk bare shit
Blah blah shit, all that rah rah shit
Whatever...
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
I'm O-Dog young, black and on bull
Shame on you young man get smarter
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12. |
Floor Filler
02:32
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Party people Come on!
We need a floor filler, I see your feet budge
We got the floor fillers; you know it feels good
We need a floor filler, I see your feet budge
We got the floor fillers; you know it feels good
It's the 1 the 2 from the 2 to the 3
Chicks wiggle your hips, dudes' groove to the beat
It’s the 3 to the 4 more on the dance floor
Up out your seat start moving your feet
Klink klink on the glass raise a toast
It’s Ty Healy, Jack Wolff, the hosts for the most
And we're so glad you came out to join the festivities
Enjoy the freshness like the fruit from the Philippines
The coconut Pina colada or guava
I offer the proper ways, to make a party pop off
I’m a prodigy, a twisted fire starter
So you better move like the dance floor is lava
While my low tone soothes like bass heavy croon
We taste bevvies, chase cherry coke, henny juice
Is my choice or the rum with the ginger beer
It's a playas ball the outcasts are welcome here
Screaming out loud “Mamma I'm a millionaire!"
Well not yet but fuck It yo we're heading there
Yeah! that's we get down
I know you agree so, nod your head now
It's the 1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3
Chicks wiggle your hips, dudes' groove to the beat
It’s the 3 to the 4 more on the dance floor
Up out your seat start moving your feet
It's the Healers and the Wolf and we got the goods here
Never on the left cos my right's my good ear
Reigniting the vibe of the tribe and the live band
Lends a hand to expand the bending of the minds
So when Simon says get the fuck up you do that
Abrupt as if you shot up from an afternoon nap
Yo bring the tune back rewind reload
The night is young like it's a few days old so
If your bills are paid, and your hair cut is fresh
In best dressed threads bus a 1 2 step
As the roof gets set on the fire desires
Become real though I mean yo, I feel an all-nighter
Coming on come along come one come all
No comedowns it’s only a good vibe I come for
And since you’ve all done been some good sports
I spray the champers like you won the Grand Prix
What What
Yeah Yeah, see that's more like it
Look at everybody now shaking jiggling and wiggling
Everyone’s in good spirits probably cos we’ve been drinking them
Hahaha let’s go
We need a floor filler, I see your feet budge
We got the floor fillers; you know it feels good
We need a floor filler, I see your feet budge
We got the floor fillers; you know it feels good
It's the 1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3
Chicks wiggle your hips, dudes' groove to the beat
It’s the 3 to the 4 more on the dance floor
Up out your seat start moving your feet
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13. |
interlude B
00:18
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14. |
Squishy / Grapes
01:30
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15. |
Oh U Want That
01:22
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Think back to THE TIME WE FACED DOOM
We all wore masks then the villain went snooze
Back to the essence, back where his brother lay
So to me Halloween’s forever DOOM’S DAYS
No trick or treats just RHYMES LIKE DIMES
THE FINEST finds, remind us guys, of the broker times
BACK IN THE DAYS peer pressure to blaze
I’d GO WITH THE FLOW but the chro had me blown
Like a bomb with a pressure gauge ready to detonate
TICK TICK, Yo I’m so high I’m at heavens gates
Behind a velvet rope, luxurious RED AND GOLD
But like THE HANDS OF DOOM, They felt cold
So I Sobered up, back to earth WHO DO YOU THINK I AM?
ARE YOU AWAKE…HEY! I was trippin' man
I'm off this OPERATION take the GREEN BACK
My only vice is THE MIC no MYSTERY I mean that
These DEAD BENT are rappers all out of shape
They walk through hell in GAS DRAWLS and still no flames
Curious, sometimes I ? the game
Is it HEROS VS VILLAINS? who’s the bad guys anyways?
Hip-Hop turned soft as flip flops
I switch spots and dip off like Chris rock
I meant Dave Chappelle, it rhymed oh well
Tryna' clock what’s next only time will tell
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16. |
World Food Section
01:24
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Nice with the spice and it's all in the talk
It's all in the aura, it's all in the walk
You can find us in the world section
Savour the flavour It's all in the sauce
Nice with the spice and it's all in the talk
It's all in the aura, it's all in the walk
You can find us in the world section
Savour the flavour It's all in the sauce
Only built for the Cuban links
All flavour ice cream I'm scooping in
Choosing drinks like dry duke Munich gin
Prayer beads on the wrist I don't usually sin
Sorry to vegans but this one is beefy
This one's for the dons that be stacking the queens head
Who eat good like the world food section
Wu tang flex, necks need protection
Check the golden arms is that you U-god?
Or is it you god? Who's banging the jukebox?
its' just that fresh organic
No GMO flows yo tear those rappers
Jalapenos no plain old salads
San Pelegrino lemonade blood orange
Back again girls backing up their bubble butts
So the party pop like a hubba bubba would
Hehe Hehe, Oh we’ll be right back
We just needed to pick up some supplies
From the world food section and that
Fresh Organic
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