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They Lyrics

(Hook)
Dead fish swim with the current, I wont play the game
Im tryna find a balance, they're tryna make their name
Im nothing like the rest, Im tryna break away
But the more things change, the more THEY stay the same
Prepared for war, I'll dig my heels in & take the strain
Fuelled with passion burning brighter than a naked flame
I want to see things improve but wont wait in vane
Cos the more things change, the more THEY stay the same

(Verse 1)
As far as im concerned, the whole world can die twice
Leave me the f*** alone so I can write rhymes
We wont ever see no justice in our lifetimes
They keep on getting richer while we struggle by the side lines
9 times out of 10, they create the zeitgeist
the whole world some how convinced that they have like minds
but great minds don't think a like, they think differently
So that's why public opinion ain't s*** to me
I'll never fall down, im all out for victory
Only those who win the war get to write the history
I'll march to a different beat, til I got blistered feet
Its not a metaphor, I mean it literally
An individual is something I insist to be
I put the real me in every single little bit of speech
Inner visions got switching to a vicious beast
Walking the British streets, talking through gritted teeth
(Hook)
Dead fish swim with the current, I wont play their game
Im tryna find a balance, they're tryna make their name
Im nothing like the rest, Im tryna break away
But the more things change, the more THEY stay the same
Prepared for war, I'll dig my heels in & take the strain
Fuelled with passion burning brighter than a naked flame
I want to see things improve but wont wait in vane
Cos the more things change, the more THEY stay the same

(Verse 2)
Back on my bullshit, back on my grizzly
Pen & a pad & hip flask full of whisky
Back to the big leagues,
Back to looking for an opportunity cos I'll be d***ed if it miss me
Back to the drawing board, nose to the grindstone
Off the map into my mind's own time zone
Brainstorm chaser, rhyme flow cyclone
3rd eye open to truth, im a do me
Yeah, im right back at it
f*** an open mic, I want it right back d*** it
I control a crowd something like black magic
Its that manic, a cause a nation wide mass panic
Plus, i don't give a f*** if its dead or not
I'll be hip hop til my body gets left to rot
Til the flowers grow wild on my grave,
Until they wither in the winter & the very last petal drops
(Hook)
Dead fish swim with the current, I wont play their game
Im tryna find a balance, they're tryna make their name
Im nothing like the rest, Im tryna break away
But the more things change, the more THEY stay the same
Prepared for war, I'll dig my heels in & take the strain
Fuelled with passion burning brighter than a naked flame
I want to see things improve but wont wait in vane
Cos the more things change, the more THEY stay the same
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