paroles de chanson Love for My Slum - N-Dubz
I've
never
had
love
for
the
feds
But
I've
always
had
love
for
my
slum
I'm
addicted
to
these
streets
like
a
mum
is
to
her
kids
So
my
people
in
the
slum
put
your
hands
up
See
it
never
used
to
come
that
easy
And
I
was
just
lying
my
way
I
don't
no
how
I
did
it
but
I
will
carry
on
'til
I
die,
I
ain't
gonna
lie
now
Mama
tried
the
best
to
bring
me
up
right
Guess
it
never
worked,
she
was
cries
I
was
well
involved
in
crime
From
the
age
of
nine
music
got
me
kind
of
famous
Now
they
want
a
piece
of
pie
Blud
I'm
blowin'
up
the
scene
but
I
don't
no
where
my
bed
is
I
smoke
so
much
weed
'cause
I
don't
no
where
my
head
is
I
might
have
fame,
but
I'm
still
low
on
credit
Management
loved
the
money,
someone
tell
me
where
my
bread
is
I
come
across
a
lot
of
rich
kids
that
die
to
be
thugs
But
I
don't
understand
them
they
very,
very
loved
They
don't
wake
up
in
the
morning
to
see
man
pipin'
dubs
You
have
to
worry
about
them
goons
with
the
38
snubs
You
got
too
much
to
lose,
you're
in
a
great
position
How
can
you
be
hood
If
my
whole
freakin'
flat
is
smaller
than
your
kitchen
You
wouldn't
last
a
minute
where
I'm
from,
you'd
go
missing
So
appreciate
what
you've
got
'cause
with
that
I'm
still
wishing
I've
never
had
love
for
the
feds
But
I've
always
had
love
for
my
slum
I'm
addicted
to
these
streets
like
a
mum
is
to
her
kids
So
my
people
in
the
slum
put
your
hands
up,
brap
See
it
never
used
to
come
that
easy
And
I
was
just
lying
my
way
I
don't
no
how
I
did
it
but
But
I
will
carry
on
'til
I
die
I
ain't
gonna
lie,
I
make
broke
look
good
More
time
I
supply
just
tryna
get
by
You
should
never
ask
me
why
I
smoke
till
my
lips
split
They
always
send
me
to
try
to
stop
movin'
like
a
criminal
is
what
I
try
But
you
live
by
the
roads,
by
the
roadside
you
die
In
every
situation
make
man
humble
like
pie
I've
never
had
love
for
the
feds
'cause
they
don't
give
man
alibi
Holdin'
man
under
arrest,
takin'
time
outta
my
life
Once
time's
taken,
time
can't
take
back
We're
from
a
place
where
it's
[Incomprehensible]
Some
real
most
idiots,
mommy's
tryin'
hard
we
can
see
that
Once
the
road
takes
you
east
they
won't
be
back
I
get
love
on
the
road,
I
got
feedback
I
neva
had
it
but
I'm
takin'
the
scene
back
Then
each
others
branging
rubber
of
weed
Neva
had
it
for,
for
a
long,
trust
they
need
that
Push
your
hand
up
in
the
air,
recognize
that
I've
never
had
love
for
the
feds
But
I've
always
had
love
for
my
slum
I'm
addicted
to
these
streets
like
a
mum
is
to
her
kids
So
my
people
in
the
slum
put
your
hands
up
See
it
never
used
to
come
that
easy
And
I
was
just
lying
my
way
I
don't
no
how
I
did
it
but
I
will
carry
on
'til
I
die,
'til
the
day
that
I
die
Na,
na,
nye,
how's
your
day?
What
you
want?
Sayin'
more
I'm
in
the
studez
making
moves
I'm
on
the
road
moving
food
Either
way
we're
makin'
paper
Makin'
paper,
DAP's,
I'm
Mista
Baker
You
won't
get
us
on
your
stage
unless
it's
five
5 bills
or
over
Knockin'
doors
till
I
you
see
us
like
a
witness
from
Jehovah
So
where's
the
bitch
Lola,
I
should've
brought
her
over
So
she
can
suck
the
whole,
[Incomprehensible]
All
my
mad
men
are
dark,
they're
on
east
like
the
sharks
They
in
so
much
different
shit,
the
pain
would
never
leave
my
heart
I'll
make
you
piss
your
pants
like
gettin'
stuck
with
food
in
your
car
So
I
suggest
you
listen
close,
trust
me
you
could
be
a
star
So
what
do
you
think?
Do
you
still
wanna
live
like
me
and
him?
You
make
me
sick,
you
talk
gun
talk,
you
ain't
even
seen
a
stick
Don't
be
upset,
why
do
you
have
to
cry?
Na,
na,
nye
'til
the
day
that
we
die
I've
never
had
love
for
the
feds
But
I've
always
had
love
for
my
slum
I'm
addicted
to
these
streets
like
a
mum
is
to
her
kids
So
my
people
in
the
slum
put
your
hands
up
See
it
never
used
to
come
that
easy
And
I
was
just
lying
my
way
I
don't
no
how
I
did
it
but
I
will
carry
on
'til
I
die
I'm
afraid
it's
all
you
getting
is
good
night,
God
bless
And
when
you
wake
up
in
the
mornin'
try
not
to
be
stressed
I
wish
I
had
what
you
had,
I
ain't
got,
no
my
life's
a
mess
So
be
thankful
for
your
situation,
stop
actin'
like
a
pest
I'm
afraid
it's
all
you
getting
is
good
night,
God
bless
And
when
you
wake
up
in
the
mornin'
try
not
to
be
stressed
I
wish
I
had
what
you
had,
I
ain't
got,
no
my
life's
a
mess
So
be
thankful
for
your
situation,
stop
actin'
like
a
pest
1 Papa Can You Hear Me? - Radio Edit
2 Ndubz Vs Naa
3 Intro
4 Wouldn't You
5 Strong Again
6 Don't Get Nine
7 I Swear
8 Ouch
9 Public Transport (Skit)
10 Love for My Slum
11 Better Not Waste My Time
12 Work Work
13 Feva Las Vegas
14 Defeat You
15 Sex
16 Secrets
17 Outro
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