For a Minute (feat. KarimThaPeasant)

Lyrics

Chicken shops with £2 tops
 We're roaming but can't get enough
 Eating sunshine everyday
 Accustomed to our South East way
 Cruising in the rainy streets
 Smoking cigarettes like sweets
 Creamy legs in London air
 Our hands are up but we still care
 The blades don't turn
 But you see them from miles and miles
 And you learn
 That over here we hide our grief behind smiles
 And we run around and laugh cos' that's our style
 Oh we know
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 Girls can dream, still no
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute, ye
 (It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute)
 (It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute)
 Tommy, Shaq, Nathan and Mo
 "Mum why ain't my brother home?"
 Cradled by a dozen flowers
 The streets just took another child
 Ain't it strange that my home
 Had closed before it ever opened
 Don't you know
 That over here we hide our grief behind smiles
 And we run around and laugh 'cause that's our style
 Oh we know
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 Girls can dream, still no
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 There's pain outside
 There's pain in the art
 No time for the worst in me
 Remember finding the email
 From the penitentiary that locked up Tariq
 They don't have control on us
 No, they don't have control on we
 They can steal all of our space
 But if we ain't there then it's cheap
 Oh we know
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 Girls can dream, still no
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 It's not about where we're living
 Make the most for a minute
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:12
Key
7
Tempo
112 BPM

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