We Don't Do S​*​*​t Hip​-​Hop - Vol 6 (FreEP)

by Sinoptic Music

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released 01 April 2012
Cover by Angry Nik aka @MajorKuts



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Track Name: ExP - The Beauty of Life prod Keor Meteor
Things bin getting kinda hectic since I’m 26/
Quitting jobs for hip-hop, refuse to live on benefits/
When is this, gonna slow down, and let me live/
I wanna settle down with my wife, pets and kids/
Time’s a sedative, and a narcotic/
I can’t stop it, it’s biologic, my life’s like a dark comic/
Hero gets the girl but she’s second to his obsession/
Regretting my indiscretions, I’m meant to be winning bread and
Instead I’m hangin round wi living legends, I used to give em lessons/
...Now I’m just a secretary sittin stressin/
And it’s driving me nuts, got no time for this stuff/
When WYcypher is finally cut/
And I’ve written every rhyme that I should/
And Sinoptic stops climbing and such/
Maybe I’ll finally retire from my love/
But...I can’t see it f-in happenin/
And it’s another day graftin to squeeze some talent in/
...And it’s another day not seeing Angela/
And it’s another day she thinks maybe I’m not the man for her/
Since I sat back, do fuck all for us and make her manager/
And barely put a moment aside for us to have some fun/
But I’ma marry her and make sure there’s no more nonsense/
So conscious i’m a twat, I got my own monsters/
My own demons, but who hasn’t/
Who hasn’t

Who hasn’t got a cross to bear/
Who hasn’t got a problem that they want to share/
Who hasn’t got on a train and been shocked at the cost of fares/
Who hasn’t got the lyrics memorised from the Fresh Prince of Bel Air/
We share a similar plight,
And always take it for granted when we’re feeling alright/
And that shit isn’t right/
I wanna wake up every day like I’m on MDMA/
Be happy I’m alive and smile at everyone on the way/
The complexities of me just comprehending this are vast/
My existence at all is so improbable in fact/
I’m more likely to win all the lotteries
from Dusseldorf to Coventry
than exist biologically
Holy crap/
So I’ll keep making tracks to jog my memory/
That it’s perfection from the moment I became an entity
So what’s the meaning of it all, that’s for you to decide
Humans were only created to observe the beauty of life//