Can’t Stand Still

Verse 1
What happens when these role models’ souls swallow brothels
Betting in the bookies and the winnings up his nostrils
In vauxhall alleys with his hard on up on her tonsils
Baby mothers ringin, the electrics not been on still

Pupils dialate, politicking with apostles
But it's him and a empty bottle on the cold floor of his hostel -
Grovellin - punch walls with five argos sovereigns
Sobbin in a church that he used to sing to gospel in

Flashbacks to mad manz whose pants sag, who snatch up your handbag, and ransacked your granddads. damn
Leavin with hands packed
TVs and lamp stands
Made your chick do handstands
And filmed it on their snapchats

HOOK
Im in a world where everybody’s running
I can't stand still i forgot how it feels man
Im in a world where everybody’s fightin
I can't stand still, I forgot how it's feels

Verse 2
Man a bored of their sidechicks threatens he is leaving
Jealous in the bathroom she schemin Stealin semen
Feelin itll keep him from him missin on the weekend
Dealin with his drama coz she wants what she believes in

Now she posing & premiering in
Music videos at the premiere inn
Rappers rubbin up her cleavage and callin her sally
Her bumpers getting fame but her face tucked in a bally

She still Yam him like a Picnic, Lipstick up on his dick
Shes too young to know that he Fuckin her to Slick rick
Goes back to her grannies in her pjs watching chick flicks
Missed calls on her iphone from an officer in ipswich

With a mail about visiting rights
Messing with her soul bout winning this fight
Never in sight, he was a Militant guy
Daddy never gave hugs and never did cry

She never did drugs and never fucked guys
Couple incidents at home fucked her innocent mind
Now she stiffenin, back hurts from archin and jiggling
Eye catches her pills with thoughts so sickening..

HOOK
Im in a world where everybody’s running
I can't stand still i forgot how it feels man
Im in a world where everybody’s fightin
I can't stand still, I forgot how it's feels

Verse 3

Kids having kids claimin benefits with
Tired mummies rollin spliffs in the living room with
Man dem by the dozen
In estates
Where Aunts look like daughters and siblings look like cousins

Pickin up on monday, signin on on Thursday
Daniel & Isabelle dont even know their birthdays
In and out of care from camden to holloway
Climb into their shells every its christmas holidays

Mixing colonised minds in gentrified times
Petrified guys pretend everythings fine
Postcodes and blocks, baptising the ends
With new names for the area and keepin it on trend

Kids faces in the paper on your afternoon commute
Someone lost their son, to some its just another yoot
Cameras used for war up on these landmines
No one says cheese when coordinating gang signs

HOOK
Im in a world where everybody’s running
I can't stand still i forgot how it feels man
Im in a world where everybody’s fightin
I can't stand still, I forgot how it's feels