Foreign Beggars feat. Feed Me - 24-7 (feat. Feed Me) Lyrics

Lyrics 24-7 (feat. Feed Me) - Foreign Beggars , Feed Me



I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth
I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth
Welcome to the L it's peak in these boroughs
Police run among us discreet in deep cover
(They seek) more of us shiftin' mad numbers
So they breach more of us, quick to handcuff us
Getting hassled by cops, just cotchin' on the block
Followed round the shops they're watchin' round clock
Thought man was on a shot? That's not even a shock
When your view of 'our lot' is rotten from the top downwards
I tend to speak the mess I see 'n' this is a disorder
Never been no better sheep to lead to the slaughter
I dare believe a better dream, let's lift up the borders
In memory of refugees that slipped in waters
While tabloids radicalise
And strategize, to separate with bad advice
I bury those in stereo, while they stereotype
The profile of one ready to fight
I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth
I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth
I could give a fuck about a 9-5
Operation 24-7 I got plenty more to do
I was destitute now I'm destined for the booth
You could get beheaded just for questinin' for the truth
Or get the leather boot from those terrorists in blue
Maybe get death sentence from oppressors in a suit
Why am I a threat for simply mentionin' my views
If they were tellin' me the truth would I second guess the news like
The fuck is this on my TV
All I hear is lies comin' from these debriefs
Why they spendin' all their time goin after Greenpeace
When the cancer's at the top but they blamin' these streets
Fam, I'm yellin' "Black Lives Matter"
If all lives did then why this black child battered
Why this black mind splattered on the pavement no recourse
Shouts to Kaepernick sacrifice open discourse
I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth
I could give a fuck about an honest day's work
Your weapons ain't defence, you ain't shoppin' God's work
Every penny earned's gettin' spent on your wars
Sweatin' blood for the tax just to live on planet Earth



Writer(s): Ebow Graham, James Miller, Pavan Anil Mukhi, Jonathan Gooch


Foreign Beggars feat. Feed Me - 2 2 Karma
Album 2 2 Karma
date of release
09-02-2018



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