This… Is….London
We dont have no bloods and crips we have,
guy ritchie cockney gangster flicks we have,
greasy fingertips from fish and chips we have,
youts acting skitz and bussin sticks we have,
hustlers tryna move bits of green, bits of brown, bits of snow,
i’ve seen some come and ive seen come go
and i’ve seen some stand and i’ve seen some fold
not everything that shines is gold.
im not buying it, im not rocking it
you can put the gun in my hand bullets in the clip
but if it aint life threatening or dont involve family or a friend then
theres no need for me to try and get a name
i’ve got one already
i dont need fame
i need recognition
i had a premonition
i had the vision and talent to make people listen
no matter the colour, creed, age or religion or,
sides you rep, your ends or your streets
i cried like swiss over this sway beat,
i had a nightmare that i died in my sleep
when i woke i realised that my life was a dream
the matrix was real and my chick was trinity
i think someone dropped that red pill in my brandy!

my lifes on some next shit,
i feel like david beckham when
posh found them sex messages
i mean text messages
them sex text messages
delete em
your inbox
really dont need em
i feel like im in the box and my hearts beating
the priest is preaching
i can hear people screaming
they need another hit
im the drug that they’re needing
i feel like im on the highway to hell speeding
in a car with no brakes foot down and its raining
too many broken promises
trinity is complaining
i wish the blue pill got taken i cant take it
the corners tight at this speed i wont make it
the car flips, im upside down a fire starts
i reach out and rescue this cd cos its art
you’ll hear it for yourself if it gets found and played
i saw the future listen to it
its in the vocals i laid.

i was driving down the road i saw an accident scene
this dudes car flipped over and it took him out clean
and he werent unconscience like he was in a daydream
i mean stone cold steve austin straight r i p
i looked at his wrist when the sun hit it and it did gleam
and the traffic wasnt moving so i hopped out on the street
there was enough bobbies on road, uniform and CID’s
i thought this dude had on a watch it was really a cd
but everyone started lookin at me really funny
so i lied and said i knew him took the cd and his money
got back in the car before the po-po tried to arrest me
although the car crashed was no scratches on the cd
put it in the system, started listenin
thought i would hear grime, hello listeners what i did find
it was the guy who just died, knew his car was gonna flip over,
so why did he not get a bus or rent a whip with a chaffeur?

(Words by Gusto & Mickey 2 Time)