歌曲 | Staring At The Rude Bois |
歌手 | Gallows |
歌手 | Lethal Bizzle |
专辑 | Orchestra Of Wolves |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It's a small-minded world in the middle of a crowd, | |
The room is pretty dark and the music's loud, | |
Streets come though when they don't take a bite, | |
but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight | |
A voice shouts loud | |
“Never Surrender” | |
A voice in the crowd | |
“Never Surrender” | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
“Never surrender, we'll never surrender!” | |
The girls in the short skirts are running at the bar, | |
While they're nodding along to Jamie lichens guitar, | |
It's all doesn't matter who's dripping sweat, | |
The boys in the corner are f**ked off their head! | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Dancing with da rude boi's | |
Dancing with da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Some boy's roll in with their hats pulled down, | |
Their aint from around her, they're not from my town | |
The lights flick on, when the girls start screaming, | |
Hats covered in blood and the boy's aren't breathing. | |
A voice shouts loud | |
“Never Surrender” | |
A voice in the crowd | |
“Never Surrender” | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
“Never surrender, we'll never surrender!” | |
Yeahh | |
Da' bizzle | |
Look | |
Same, different day, but they call em urban soldiers | |
Little kids with big revolvers, reppin bozzo's on their solders | |
You have no respect for your olders, | |
Money, girls, range rovers | |
Violent then you're game is over | |
Mum'l be crying on da sofa. | |
And that's the way it is, | |
I'm not saying that it's right | |
But the streets are so | |
Gotta steal or get | |
Shanked by a knife | |
Pay tomorrow will be alright | |
Try and avoid another fight | |
But if it's up | |
“We'll never surrender” | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Dancing with da rude boi's | |
Dancing with da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's | |
Staring at da rude boi's |
It' s a smallminded world in the middle of a crowd, | |
The room is pretty dark and the music' s loud, | |
Streets come though when they don' t take a bite, | |
but there' s no room to move ' cause the floor is packed tight | |
A voice shouts loud | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A voice in the crowd | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
" Never surrender, we' ll never surrender!" | |
The girls in the short skirts are running at the bar, | |
While they' re nodding along to Jamie lichens guitar, | |
It' s all doesn' t matter who' s dripping sweat, | |
The boys in the corner are f ked off their head! | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Some boy' s roll in with their hats pulled down, | |
Their aint from around her, they' re not from my town | |
The lights flick on, when the girls start screaming, | |
Hats covered in blood and the boy' s aren' t breathing. | |
A voice shouts loud | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A voice in the crowd | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
" Never surrender, we' ll never surrender!" | |
Yeahh | |
Da' bizzle | |
Look | |
Same, different day, but they call em urban soldiers | |
Little kids with big revolvers, reppin bozzo' s on their solders | |
You have no respect for your olders, | |
Money, girls, range rovers | |
Violent then you' re game is over | |
Mum' l be crying on da sofa. | |
And that' s the way it is, | |
I' m not saying that it' s right | |
But the streets are so | |
Gotta steal or get | |
Shanked by a knife | |
Pay tomorrow will be alright | |
Try and avoid another fight | |
But if it' s up | |
" We' ll never surrender" | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s |
It' s a smallminded world in the middle of a crowd, | |
The room is pretty dark and the music' s loud, | |
Streets come though when they don' t take a bite, | |
but there' s no room to move ' cause the floor is packed tight | |
A voice shouts loud | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A voice in the crowd | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
" Never surrender, we' ll never surrender!" | |
The girls in the short skirts are running at the bar, | |
While they' re nodding along to Jamie lichens guitar, | |
It' s all doesn' t matter who' s dripping sweat, | |
The boys in the corner are f ked off their head! | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Some boy' s roll in with their hats pulled down, | |
Their aint from around her, they' re not from my town | |
The lights flick on, when the girls start screaming, | |
Hats covered in blood and the boy' s aren' t breathing. | |
A voice shouts loud | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A voice in the crowd | |
" Never Surrender" | |
A hole in the crowd getting louder and louder, | |
" Never surrender, we' ll never surrender!" | |
Yeahh | |
Da' bizzle | |
Look | |
Same, different day, but they call em urban soldiers | |
Little kids with big revolvers, reppin bozzo' s on their solders | |
You have no respect for your olders, | |
Money, girls, range rovers | |
Violent then you' re game is over | |
Mum' l be crying on da sofa. | |
And that' s the way it is, | |
I' m not saying that it' s right | |
But the streets are so | |
Gotta steal or get | |
Shanked by a knife | |
Pay tomorrow will be alright | |
Try and avoid another fight | |
But if it' s up | |
" We' ll never surrender" | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Dancing with da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s | |
Staring at da rude boi' s |