Альбом Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip

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Each night she lays quivering, shivering here,
Asking why she keeps forgiving him, hidden in fear,
At work she has a glistening, driven career,
But at home with one swing of the fist it disappears, [X2]

She dreams of different ways of breaking free from his noose,
Its one thing to see a path but its another to choose it,
Its one thing to want to run but its another to do it,
Its one thing to buy a gun but its another to use it;

But buy a gun she did and it made her feel good,
She told herself if she really had to use it she would,
The next night, drunk at the bed he stood,
She said she'd take it no more and she vaguely understood.

But he didnt take to kindly to being put in his place,
She fled after the first blow and of course he gave chase
She sat hunched, holding a gun praying she wasnt pursued,
But when the door swung a route, He found her to shoot.

She watched in awe as his power cascaded on the floor,
It wasnt long before the police came bursting through the door,
In store, put in prison, enforced by the law,
As she lay out a whisper, lay distracted on the floor;

For the bad times I wish you'd just admit and
never cast a shadow across my bed,
But for the good times I wish you five minutes
in heaven before the devil knows your dead
For the bad times I wish you'd just admit and
never cast a shadow across my bed,
But for the good times I wish you five minutes
in heaven before the devil knows your dead

Each night she lays quivering, shivering there,
I wonder how we came to live in unforgiving despair,
I find myself giving the delivering stares,
As the smell of Glennfidich starts Sieving the air. [X2]

As the bullet flew towards me I swear time stood still,
I felt every single emotion that a man could feel,
How did i get here? How could this even be real?
How could I become a person that a loved one could kill?

It wasn't always this way, I once saw love in those eyes,
That now just despise and chastise all my lies,
As my sarcastic replies each new drunken guise,
And first of all these heavy hands which surmised her demise.

There was a time when we never thought the honeymoon would end,
She was my wife, my love my companion? and my friend,
But it seems these days happiness can depend,
On financial stability, and the need to contend,

But I make no excuse, I let it get this way,
Other people live their lives on the minimum wage,
I was the one that couldnt cope and let it turn to rage,
Now im looking down the barrel, Playing against the game.

For the bad times i cannot be acquitted or
let off as the bullet enters my head,
For the good times i wish for 5 minutes in
heaven before the devil knows I'm Dead.
For the bad times i cannot be acquitted or
let off as the bullet enters my head,
For the good times i wish for 5 minutes in
heaven before the devil knows I'm Dead.

Before the devil knows I'm Dead.

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I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

See I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

One inch to the left, to the left,
Could of been the difference between life and death,
Knife wound to the heart to the side of the chest,
Could of been one statistic less.

See sometimes great Britain ain't that great,
Kids getting stabbed at an alarming rate,
Pressed with a pattern to exonerate,
Increasingly clueless heads of state?

You see knife crime knife crime ain't about knifes,
It's about young Britain and the ways of lives,
You don't solve knife crime by taking knifes to hand,
You solve it by instilling new hopes and plans,
You've got positives though, I swear its true,
In all south east west and the midlands too.
God damn viresty, that shines right through.
Who's makes the best music in the world, we do

I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

See I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if i love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

In a 2008 - 2009 goverment report,
Violent crime was not listed to increase
Or decrease, it was instead listed as stable.

Now what I ask you is, is stable really acceptable?
You see between 2003 and 2008,
The number of children admited into NHS hospitals
With knife wounds saw a rise of 120%
So in my eyes, 2008-2009 stability just makes that card as desenotised
But statistics can be twisted, and out of context aren't realistic

I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

See I'm from a little place call great Britain
But I dunno if I love or hate Britain
These words upon my page written
Are the things that make and break Britain

Imagine a song, that really reached out and touched kids,
and not in a Daily Mail way, innocence corrupted,
but in a way where criticism remained constructive,
and wasn't too politicised and children weren't instructed,
to behave in a way that was unrealistic,
or made out the way they live was somehow sick and twisted,
but simply pointed out reasons to get it together,
not shouting "get a job", but just saying,

(Chorus)
Get better, get better, get better, get better,
get better, get better, get,
get better, get better, get better, get better,
get better,
get better,
get better, get better, get better,
get better, get better, get,
get better, get better, get better,
get better,

You see the young mother capital is where I live,
little kids being raised by slightly bigger kids,
society seems unphased that this is how it is,
while I'm constantly amazed that this is how it is,
they confuse love at first sight with lust at first light,
it must have hurt right when trust first took flight,
you're young, you've no rights, you long for new heights,
but some of those nights leave more than love bites,
tops cropped, skirts stop at the top of their thighs,
and the boys got that hungry look in their eyes,
they wanna be grown up and have respect you see,
but they're acting uneducated sexually,
I ain't saying' be celibate,
go out and have your fun,
but there's plenty you can do without impregnation,
and there ain't nothing wrong at all with having children,
just build yourself a little before you try to build them,
and,

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I see small town syndrome growing in size,
there's not a lot to do, so the kids they decide,
to get drunk every night, a glazed eyes disguise,
do drugs every night, tired from their lives,
people getting off their faces for a quiet night in,
kids rolling around the streets rowing and fighting,
but it's all just because life ain't too exciting,
and it's easier than trying to do the right thing,
but there are other choices --- if you want them,
you don't have to tow the line and just float with the flotsam,
you can build your time better when you find a passion,
the Internet and public services give free education,
so it really ain't a case of rich or poor,
it's a case of self-motivation and nothing more,
like Billy says, whether you have or you have not wealth,
the system might fail you, but don't fail yourself,
just,

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