ed sheeran - the city - raps lyrics
look its funny how the city where the queen sleeps
still ain’t got clean streets
but there ain’t a day when she ain’t got clean sheets
homeless people roam with needles and
you’ve got to pay tax to afford a vehicle
tube fare doubles up every two years
and the buses upstairs are a no go area
man are like ‘p-ss me your mobile, here me now’
and with the crunch of the credit
you can’t get a roof over your head
you’re stuck in the debit
but every single month they come for the debit
direct action, if you don’t play they
dive and sn-tch things and it don’t say that
now equipped fear ‘cause a victim of inflation
the black letters turned red and they been patient
and now six years rent has just been wasted
i’m from a city where the rain won’t cease
pollution in the air matches that on the street
the black smoke gets your head into a muddle, like
walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like
i was a country boy when i moved out
grew up too fast for my family to find out
now i try to stop my music running into nosedives
can’t resort to arrogance with white lies
this city won’t erase me
but i can’t help to see how this dark city changed me
it’s all the same see, music is my life, but
now i try to fight whatever i need to hide from
north, south, east, west, london’s my home now
knees weak, but we never slow down
now i start to do my music properly
and stay from all the negative sh-t that will follow me
hey, look, i’m from a city full of jammed up traffic, night buses
all-night clubbers, kings cross to all-night lovers
that knew when to pay rent and stay in their apartment
talented buskers playing that guitar riff
the church pastor’s still praying for answers
way too much congestion, they’re charging
way too much for petrol, i’m laughing
but there ain’t no funny side
it’s like winter all year, there ain’t no summer time
stone island jacket, keep warm
and all phone lines are tapped, you’ve been warned
and also mind the gap and keep calm
cause one wrong move on the train, big beard
and it’s gunshots, two in your brain, it’s weird
so as much as i’m in love with this city
just maybe i’ve had enough of the city
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