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作词 : Daniel James Bierton 作曲 : Daniel James BiertonTook a pill – I'm battlingSavage – see it happeningTo hell – there and back I've beenSwing – bringing rap – I'm in!Life'll be the death of meThe last breath in meThe fight – suffer lethargyThe right – never let 'em beTryna make a statementTreading on the pavement but stillAgainst my willGhosts – amazementBlaze, save face – readyKeep it sweetFeet on the streetBeats – heatGirl – hold steadyEnter sheets, spot bloodSnot, head sweatyBut I'm rock bottom – heavySwig a bottle til my vocal's outta timeMiss a rhyme – verse messyMight be the best but the test – failedDress less than trendySame shit since I'm twentyScruffy jeans, ripped teesBut my focus – dropping jointsWatch – stop and pointMaking beats in the basementGotta make a statementAin't nothing funnyChasing that moneyFighting temptationEveryday's the same (ay ay ay)Walking that walkAnd talking that talkFighting temptationTrying to play the game (ay ay ay)I've been looking at my lifeAs through a frosted pane,We keep praying for a changeBut we get more of the sameWe've shifted the blameMoved the burden of proofWe could care less aboutThat thing we call truthWe criticise celebrityCaught up in the distractionsAnd ignore all the schemingAnd the government's inactionThey don't need to workIn the shadows any moreAnd it seems to me allThese problems get ignored.Hollow apologies to crippled economiesBut they don't really care,Since we've lost all our autonomyMatter of fact, it's gettingWorse by the dayIt's a slippery slope unlessWe have our saySlash the champagne-budgetPut their party on ice;Stop treating lives likeA roll of the dice.Revolution's comingBrewing in the basement,It won't be over 'tilWe've made our statement.Ain't nothing funnyChasing that moneyFighting temptationEveryday's the same (ay ay ay)Walking that walkAnd talking that talkAnd fighting temptationTrying to play the game (ay ay ay)Ain't nothing funnyChasing that moneyFighting temptationEveryday's the same (ay ay ay)Walking that walkAnd talking that talkAnd fighting temptationTrying to play the game (ay ay ay)I come in with the bars like it's PhillyHome is where the heart isHitting pads like LillyAllen got the key I feel I'mKilling it really, billingIf you wanna roll with usSee you at a milliRan a marathonI done a runner like babyDown the garrisonI bun a lung it feels hazyIt's like this, it's like thatIt's like listen to rapListen to facts and thenWish to take backThe vision, the missionI really wish I didn'tDeficient positionI miss the days sat in the back roomI guess you're well I can tell fromThe face on your statueThat tune bust a groove in the roomPacked, trueLoose, 'scuse the fumesMoving through the excuseCome through with the funk funk shoesDrunk constables I hunt twoStumble under thunders sonYou're number oneEncumbered, I lumber under the sunIt was untrue, I done Kung FuA blunt tongue and a front toothMissing