The Jealous Guys - Brainwashed By London Lyrics

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[Hook](X4)

I'm from the city brainwashed by London

[Verse 1 Ayinde]

It's kill zone audio readers and philosophers

Mappin' out the sky we the nights of geographers

We are the children of the fresher God drunk off Scott's La Rock well

Let the pots dwell

With the child hood umbrellas

She my fairy tale but they rape Cinderella

Dancin' on the stars prom kings go to heaven

Reaching in my pockets grabbin my holy 7's Preach

911 should be tatted on the reverend

Pickin lil girls get they fuckin head meloned

Rap Indian in the land we will settle

Enter in yo throne not comin' to say hello

So they drop beats then they drop bombs

In my dream I seen Jesus he was holding a Quran

Woke up to reality

Drooled in math class

Dick played pencil this test was her ass

Ugh we the school of hard knocks

Figures with the A plus colors

You are now dancing with the God fantasizing with this girl named earth

Climax for the lovers

In the recession how long we will suffer

Long for the rain how long for my summer

Got these white angels that like to come to the table

Word play KANE N ABEL To get it?

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[Hook](X4)

[Casa]

It's been PS3 so I'm XBOX lost

My angel's genocide is a halo caust

Snowed lambo hood

So bullshit frost

You paid the cost to boss where the logo sit

I see through rapper ice like mid hail storm

Sitting where I clutch just previous to the shift

After nightmares of getting rich

You gotta diablo bull with horsepower to sci-fi whip

Season's weather turnaround or to Dwight trick

Penn and teller magic palm where the wand is

Bank tell her you make it rain with a cashier's kiss

In nor cal didn't see bloods or crips

Just blasphemous pics of gang etiquette

To be apart of it

I'd have to end up bloody

Thrown from a sea cliff

Michael Phelps gold chain medals but I can't swim

Got virus shots see now I'm sea sick

Got the blues of negative denim

Selvedge bleeds on my sole

As if I'm jean sinning

My tongue make em hip hop run I'm Gene Simmons

Get it?

I'm too tired like I'm Ducati driven

Take breaks from the brakes when speeding is too vivid

But as the fog rolls in imitating londons

I let the beat play and accept our conundrum

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