1. |
Ancestors
02:21
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start off the one
set the punchlines for stun
this time we do it for fun
this time we’re aiming for the sun lets run
Once more
show the horrors what for
top scores across the board
we’re Legends without the lore
Third time what the harm tho
beats to wear your best garms to
unbelievers, modern sinners, bring to you the new psalms yo
check the cheek on him, check the charm, tho
Check the charm yo
an epic outro to the street tragedy
club classics never heard of me
Naija flow by way of the streets
nothing but goat meat and malt between the teeth
yah
nothing in my hands but my dreams and fate
got a few lines before my date with the pearly gates
modern day keats writing sad songs in yeats
full english on my plate, I’m long, not late, mate
Forget what you heard, nerd
Step in the fire get burned
y wan versus
Come school with those nursery verses
We're doing wheelies in your hearses
Hold on to your hats grab close your purses
Drop the curtains
No chartstopper here just heartstoppers breh
headbopppers, kiss your teeth say yes brudda
it’s that cloudy glass vision, that can’t be arsed wisdom
that man to man facts meets pint plus chat fiction
listen
We’re coming with the mad concepts
like no sex without consent,
man’s a myth like loch ness, what’s next
Modern West African hails from the tribe Edo
check my flow
ancesters barefoot on hot coal, I barefoot yellow lego
clear with the words, no mumble rap
it’s spoken word like grumble rap
you know the type, man loves to chat
the sisters uncut I doff my hat. hold tight
staring into the sunlight while I journey further
staring into my son’s eyes trying to know my father
in a way a bastard
but more about that after
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2. |
Black On Black
02:31
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champion lunch like chicken and bread
advice for life, don’t end up dead
Black on black like a doberman
Blood red eyes and golden fangs
Blak inside like a cola can
stepped out the flames as a colder man
stepped out my youth as an older man
Stumbled out the gate but im stronger now
Struggle with the bottle but im sober now
Blues cant hold me down
Black on Black like afrobeats
talk back get afrobeats
no shirts under afroheats
chewing stick on the afroteeth
Walk through the hoods like a stallion
walk through the woods like black lion
like a black lion, 9ja panther
Here for the beef no time for banter
champion lunch like chicken and bread
advice for life, don’t end up dead
christian child on a stolen bike
Underground no over hype
Move sharp move like a knife
So black you can taste the night
Black on black like aunt Beatrice
headwrap game like satellite dish
Candlelight vigil, rice and catfish
sermons with saints and bandits
champion lunch like chicken and bread
advice for life, don’t end up dead
Speak to god as a praying mantis
failed to launch but i nailed the landing
land on roses, awful noises
get on that get on that migrant voices
Grip the mike with the OJ Gloves
spit that venom that slows that blood
chop that beef that teeth find tough
asthma verse make the ears cough
champion lunch like chicken and bread
advice for life, don’t end up dead
clear blue sky but the eyes are red
Palm wine shutter but he walks alert
Black on black on jeans and converse
black on black no time for nonsense
black on black like after sunset
vinyl clean but the needle’s rusted
mamba ate all the snakes
Take the first bus out the sunken place
Blak on black like a thunder God
Shango shango thunder god
No President just bloody coup
Crude oil in the pepper soup
Crude Oil in the soil, staining the root
Old witch doctor with the single tooth
Good in braid look good in weave
She don't need no man to teach her
God is good and the devil deceiver
. I Don't believe in either
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3. |
Not My House
03:00
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they wanna touch man crown
they wanna push man around
I’m from naija, I’m from hackney
I am not fine and i am not dandy breh
They say go back to where you came from
they say dont rise above your station
I got an oyster
I don’t belong in one station
Better be careful what you say son
Chineke me
Not my house
I bring the gold
Not my house
I put on the show
Not my house
Na so you wan show
Not my house
I’m from naija, I’m from hackney
top marks in the school of hard knocks
slap a nazi with a red passport
Dont cook what your mouth cant chop
it’s all fun and games til you get slapped up
Somebody tell this breh
tell him I’m not his breh
tell him to watch it yeh
Finity frere ferr feer
Tell him we domt compare
this is my house
Fuck you yes this is my house
take off your shoes when in my house
Watch how you do when your in my house
this is my house
I just arrived this is my house
I got ma jobs this is my house
I got a good house get out of my house
they wanna push man around
Dont talk to man about reason
you dont want to see man as human
Got no decorum no restraint no kumbaya nah we're aint the same
We aint the same nah were aint the same
White black brown nah we aint the sam
Stop and search nah we aint the same
Drop that search nah we aint the same
Who gets the handcuffs we aint the same
Who gets the warning we aint the same
Who gets the handouts we aint he same
Who puts the work in we aint the same
Who gets to work less we aint the same
Who gets the success we aint the same
You drop the bomb hes wrong in the brain
i drop the bomb yeah we all the same
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4. |
Lines In The Sand
03:42
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Got it locked like a door, no handle
In my room with my socks and sandals
Cocoa butter on my knees and ankles
Im that one black guy I’m Lando
New kind of dish new kind of mash new kind of bangers
Here with usual suspects, the blacks the vanguards
never show no pain never show no fear never show no anger
Skys all clear, I’m up in air mans still in the hanger
Called god last week ring ring ring ring one click god hanged up
and I heard my name in the wind, had no choice had to stand up
And I rhyme off beat, yeah I don’t rhyme neat I’m Jazz, I’m standard
Black man like me could be dead on streets with both of his hands up
only asked for my due, only reached for my own don’t want no hand outs
only asked for my due, only reached for my own my share my portion
I should come with a warning sign should come with a caution
those devils my devils are back in the ring I got in and fought em
though Im Sunny sometimes Im a english git, more in tune with autumn
Got my english lip, less with the ain’ts and more with the oughtas
I know my verses know my rascals know my chaucers
no fear of shadows and shapes no fear I was made from monsters
Restless morning restless evening stress is constant
Constant mayhem constant chat bare lack of substance
Might is right and rights on the up whats wrong with my compass
We’re all in the Shit who’s making contact
All alone on the gaff, on my own in the gaff, nightmares on the sofa
Drowning the doubts, mixing the suicide with the soda
In my room i can feel all the walls closing in so I go to my local
And I head underground, in my hand is a loaded Oyster
lean back with the vex but if brought the vex then I press my thrusters
Cowboy at high noon, both sides of the hips is a loaded holster
We’re the lanky sort but if it’s fighting talk we’ll talk it trust us
been here for a few biding my time, patience of vultures
And I paid my bit, thousand miles every step I walked em
I got all that I need what I need what I need that clear head focus
And I walk through the valley and the trouble all around but I can’t take notice
they can’t fuck with you and yours when you know yourself and you know this
Got it locked like a door no handlle
In my room with my socks and sandals
Cocoa butter on my knees and ankles
Im that one black guy im lando
Good golly olly good god dam
Finest garm can’t top man
I’m blessed so can’t cus man
on the final stretch, can’t stop man
Good golly olly good god dam
Chillin with chill and lamb
Capitalism is a wholesale scam
No friends extended fam
Good good good grief god damn
word on the wall lines on the sand
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5. |
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Curdled milk morning
cold coffee dawn
grey hours keep pouring
Panic in the yawn
Pain in my neck
and worry in my step
Can’t put a finger on
the reasons Im upset
Look away from the news
the telly turns me vex
arguments with missus
its been months since we had cold cold
sex
Much less loving
I Watch berocca hit
the water
Madly fizzing into nothing
I know that you’ve been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain
Somehow
Bad days and dead chat
Heartbreaks and setbacks
no sleep and old stress
nightmares and cold sweats
gnash teeth til sore gums
play games til sore thumbs
been a while since to called mums
fell out, been a war on
And how I tell myself things’ll get better
if I just hold it down
Tenser and testy since the brexit
Would London miss me if I left it
these thoughts bare left me in a puddle
I called my ex begged for a cuddle
I know that you’ve been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain
Somehow
both my hands are losing ones
depression is a nuisance, man
Stand in front of mirror asking
asking who’s the man, who’s the man
I'm looking left to right
I'm looking set to right
I'm only opponent is me
I'm mashing my silly self up
lashing out at helping hand
Looking weak i cant stand
Don’t want to see no therapist
‘just let me be I’ll handle it
Anvils on my shoulders
My confidence’s a smouldering wreck
thoughts turned against me
bastards threw me off deck.
I know that you’ve been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain
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6. |
Everyday
04:14
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Working
late in the weekend working
Enemies cast aspersions
not a patch on this version
Lurking
darkest corner lurking
stand tall even when when Im hurting
beethoven to them curses
Everyday every hour
Struggle with a smile
Everyday every hour
I’m hustling on
Ogres
Orc amongst these ogres
keep my talking trim
inside voice is vulgar
Vultures
meat too tough for the vultures
circling can’t touch me
road block can’t block me
Everyday every hour
Struggle with a smile
Everyday every hour
I’m hustling on
Blimey
Atmosphere's so icy
Most of them don’t like me
A happy ending’s unlikely
Angers
Slave to the pain and anger
Black man like me
Black man like me
Cut down with both of this hands up
Hanged up
Called god and he hanged up
Heard name in the London wind
No choice I stand up
Constant
Restlessness is constant
Nightmares on a constant
Shadows cast above me
Soda
Suicide with that soda
Sometimes I wish it were over
But I still got a verse in my holster
It’s all vex behind the curtain
Fire behind the mountain
No time for none of that doubting
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7. |
Doing This Thing
03:07
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You be doing this things
you be doing this thing
you be you be you be doing
this thing to your self
Its three am bredda don feel right
been blaming other people for the problems in my life
Come the Morning cursed with a 666
bredda got a bloody headache panadolly can’t fix
And the GP’s telling bredda watch your health you ain’t a young gun not alot of gunpowder left
Naaaw
I'm a child of the empire my pride I won't repent
come the evening brother is indulging himself awwww
You be doing this things
you be doing this thing
you be you be you be doing
this thing to yourself
Come save me from my bad habits
Come save me from my bad habits
Saw this thing in the mirror can't stand it
If I carry on like this gonna panic
Iiiiiiii can’t keep playing with fire
i can’t keep spinning my tires
Yeah I’m gonna drive us all off the cliff
yeah I’m gonna toss us all into the water
I wide eyed as I plunge in the drink
won’t do the right thing even though i oughta
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8. |
The Jar
03:47
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i don’t know what you’ve told
i don’t know what they’ve been saying
pay no mind to all that chatter
cross my fingers hope to die
I don’t play any games
I just play my part
Won't be misbehaving
maybe just a little unclean
maybe just a tiny but rowdy
maybe stamp on heart like rick james
turn everything to ash with big flame
Maybe I cause commotion
Maybe I won't answer phone
I didn’t mean to act this evil
it’s just the way that I act with people
I can’t help it
I can’t help my nature
Deviousness is part of my soul
Deviousness gonna swallow me whole
Sticky fingers gonna go for the jar
Sticky fingers always aim for the jar
Lemme take you out see what I'm of
take you out clear this mess up
take you out, nothing major
Be on my best behaviour
I might act unseemly
less the gentleman and more the fiend
It’s been 0 days since my last big disaster if that’s what you're after
Maybe I can't take commitment
Maybe my heart is too crowded
Maybe I will build up this web
maybe i can't run with three legs
maybe go out in a blaze and glory
Ubersupernova at the end of story
I can’t it
I can’t help my nature
I didn’t mean to act this evil
it’s just the way that I act with people
I can’t help it
I can’t help my nature
Deviousness is part of my soul
Deviousness gonna swallow me whole
Sticky fingers gonna go for the jar
Sticky fingers always aim for the jar
i don’t know what you’ve told
i don’t know what they’ve been saying
pay no mind to all that chatter
cross my fingers hope to die
I don’t play any games
I just play my part
Won't be misbehaving
maybe just a little unclean
maybe just a tiny but rowdy
maybe stamp on heart like Rick James
turn everything to ash with big flame
Maybe I cause commotion
Maybe I won't answer phone
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9. |
Now Is The Time
02:34
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Now is the fucking time
now is the time
now is the fucking time
The icebergs are knocking on the pubs
policemen gripping on their clubs
white noise drowning out the dub
white rage drowning out the love
Black dogs frothing at the mouth’
summer but the birds head south
stallions chomping at the bit
Don’t like this kinda future one bit
I see the black boys dead on the telly
I see the black boys dead on the telly
I see the black men crawling on the belly
I see the black men crawling on the belly
I see the devil, with the phone taking selfie
he got his arms spread wide who will test me
Don’t like this kinda future dislike
Now is that fucking time,
You say you want a revolution but the rent is rude
can the revolution set you up with brand new shoes
Is it a revolution if you heard from the news
Are there many revolutions
can I pick and choose
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10. |
Save Me
03:33
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brand new day
brand new day
brand new
Wakeup i stretched out my legs
cracking my shoulders and necks
stand up and puffing my chest
trouble i dust off my chest
Today I am doing my best
tomorrow I figure the rest
shadows ain’t cornered me yet x 2
comb out the knot in my head
Maybe I won’t take my meds
tea with the butter and bread
Step out and see what I get
Bus 38 to the west end
See what the hustle will bring me
They said it simple was easy
London is making me weezy
Save Me
I can’t help myself
So don’t follow me son
I ain’t king solomon now
dunno where I goin
And if you ain’t stumbling
You ain’t doing it properly now
This great ship is rudderless
But that don’t bother me none
I built my path to hell
with my own intentions
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LV London, UK
South London duo LV, made up of Simon Williams and Will Horrocks have been at the forefront of UK electronic productions since 2007, beginning their musical endeavours together around 2000 while at university . Formerly a trio, including Gervase Gordon (Okzharp), LV have again and again shown an inventive flare for distinctly unique sounds. ... more
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