[…]Joggers tucked in socks, baby hairs slicked down
Shopping at the retro spot 'cause old clothes are sick now
Gentrify communities, daddy paying uni fees
Grabbing lunch at [?] but still use a silver spoon to eat
Skepta on the playlist, fetishize estate life
Runnin' round the city as though you were never raised right
How much MD can you bang before the daylight?
And beg mummy send some more money for the rave tonight
We don't fucking care if you just got a new 35-millimetre camera
And used it to take a banging picture of D Double at Eski Dance, no
We don't fucking care, go home
Terrible music but funny lyrics
Dissan na mbera, silor di alta
We see the truck, it's a tall one
Dissan na mbera, kamion di sokrotan
We see the truck, a truck carrying rice
Dissan na mbera, kamion di alma ze
We see the truck, a truck carrying oil
Giguiridia, dissam na mbera
We are witnessing, we see the truck
Karu di boton suinus, dissam na mbera
The road is a winding one, we see the truck
Karu di no pubis o, dissam na mbera
The road is uneven, we see the truck
Alei na karmusa na strada di no tera
Through the dust on the road of no land
Ala i mama, asin ki sedu
Come here, mother, look at this
Ala i na bai suur di no pubis oh
Come here and cross the uneven road
the synth in the back makes it for me, wicked chord progressions in there.The chord changes are on it before losing momentum but it’s not cotw material
the synth in the back makes it for me, wicked chord progressions in there.
might mess around and remove the drums from this for some more eeriness
wrote a poem for your dad today. hes got a new bird hes really in love. i dunno if it's tactless of me to mention that or if its ok?OH shit that's Don Cherry's adopted daughter??