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Flame Griller prod Spillz - Red Zone

from We Don't Do S​*​*​t Hip​-​Hop - Vol 5 (FreEP) by Sinoptic Music



Gimmie a beat, I'll go off on a rant /
About how cash is in short supply at my bank /
Or how I want my own place again, but I can't afford it /
So I'm living with my folks back in Thornbury /

See I wanna be stacking more papers, so I trained up /
To be an electrician, just to make some /
Now I'm tryna do a course to harvest solar power on the roof tops /
And money is the key to all my blues, what? /

No it wouldn't buy me happiness, and yes I'm obsessed with it /
But who doesn't want a few extra credits with /
A few less being debited while you're tryna save up, your getting ripped /
The taxmans taken all my everything /

And whats the point unless you're earning mega bucks /
Your gettin ffff / steady look, the point I'm making is theres many cuts we're facing it's /
Unfair when you pay your share, but the rest are crooks /
Most too rich to care and those that take begrudge /

But unlike the most of you; my job is satisfying /
Still I cast my eye on being a muso though I'm 9-5ing /
6-days a week most weeks except December/
Last time I was off work and ILL, I can't remember /

And its good when you're your own boss /
But if you don't work or you've no jobs then your doughs lost /
And its soul destroying when you underprice 'em /
When estimating, but my dad says 'that comes with time son' /

At the age of twenty well, I thought I'd have it sussed /
By the age of twenty 6, am realising I am just /
Another guy designed to fail; maybe I'm defunct /
Or maybe I can't see the light as much as I once could /

I make music for those wearing headphones /
And I've used it for pent up aggressed tones /
If you choose this to booze with or get stoned /
It's defusing my stressed dome out the red zone /

I’ll probably have Mr Nice Guy on my head stone/
Playing No Regrets at my laid to rest home/
Right now i’m in my twenties tho, trying to get known/
And earn enough green so me and Mrs ExP can forget those/
Episodes of the multi series sitcom/
Us repeating each day with a shit job pissed off/
It’s not what I planned for the time being/
But I’m seeing these times leaving me behind with an idea/
Of what might have been/
Just want life to leave me alone, I’m trying to dream!/
There’s no time to breathe/
Still I catch myself inhaling and exhaling/
Time moves forward this day and then that day and/
Another year gone, it’s insane but I’m mad saying/
I’m different to anyone who sleeps wakes and then cash chases/
But I learnt something/
There’s nothing worse than complainin about how it works with no alternative/
And for certain this is/
a journey you won’t complete, it’s unique but it’s purposeless/
And you’re a miracle of probability to see the earth’s surfaces/
You were created in the stars furnaces/
Each atom brought together to form one person that/
For some reason is aware they exist but isn’t certain if/
They prefer their wallpaper in violet or purple. Shit.
Pull yourself together,
cos you might look at life like a fight contender/
That’s three times the height of you and twice as clever/
That you keep taking on to decide who’s better/
But fight it or hide it’ll find and get ya/
Don’t have to take advice cos I’m not trying to lecture/
For so long I put aside my life to strive for cheddar/
At the end of the day life’s a lesson/
Don’t learn that it was just a waste of time and effort//


wether you sit alone getting stoned, or play so much that your never home, either way some things are set in stone,/
happiness can only ever be achieved if you work hard cos nothing in life is ever easy,/
and yeah i realise we all have a certain cause, and there's no reason why mine should be worse than yours,/
i turned a corner when i learned to love my challenges, i guess the gloves are off now ive toughened up my calluses,/
im not embarrassed if i need a little help though, think about the time my arm was hanging off my elbow,/
money would be easy if i had the balls to sell coke, but ive got a conscious of myself so instead im broke,/
and always on the hunt to try stack another fund, this crazy world made me think that life without it isn't fun,/
just the same as everyone, tell me where has heaven gone, i feel as though im only ever seeing what the devils done,/
i need to find a place to get away and think a bit, before i bust a vessel like my heads a sinking ship,/
stressing from the pressure on the biggest cliff, suicidal thoughts like Biggie Smalls, im on the brink of it,/
i feel the need to make a change now, a difference, a point, a purpose a time for my age,/
not just a rhymer that writes on a page, and recites on a stage, with the lights on my face,/
there's a time and a place so i want to be there, it makes no sense to me to be stopping to stare,/
with nothing prepared and feeling like none of its fair, there's 7 billion on the planet you say none of them care,//



from We Don't Do S​*​*​t Hip​-​Hop - Vol 5 (FreEP), released February 1, 2012
Produced by Spillz, Written by Flame Griller


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Sinoptic Music UK

"We Don't Do S**t Hip-Hop" Yorkshire Hip-Hop Label/Collective. Lunar C, Flame Griller, ExP, Hashfinger, JND, Addverse, Fly Tippers, Shedmen, DJ Hellblazer, Kin-L, Freyed Knot

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