Nothing Great About Britain (Explicit)
slowthai"Nothing Great About Britain (Explicit)" is a song by slowthai, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:00 long and contains 61 lines and 437 words.
0:00作曲 : Tyron Frampton/Kwes Darko
0:00作词 : Tyron Frampton/Kwes Darko
0:00I said there's nothing great about the place we live in
0:03Nothing great about Britain (Nothing great about Britain)
0:09Sip a cup of tea whilst we're spittin'
0:14There's nothing great about Britain
0:20Bottle of Bucky in Buckingham Palace
0:23There's coppers from Scotland all the way down to Dagenham
0:27Waving a black cab
0:28Munchin' a fag
0:30Had to skip the flights, I ain't chasing the dragon
0:33You look like death warmed up
0:35She ain't a spice just a korma
0:37I ain't Dizzee, I'm just a boy in a corner
0:40Call me "King Whitey", puking up off a corner
0:44All I tasted is korma, ASBO restraining order
0:48I put manners on a punk, 'cause I haven't had my skunk
0:51Miss teddy I ain't ten I squeeze your neck until you pop
0:54I was waiting on my friends outside the local shops
0:58See the feathers turning red, white beauty hold a swan
1:01Walking 'cross the Thames
1:02Firing slingshots 'cause its nee naw nee naw
1:06Dem waiting 'cause po
1:08I am a prodigy they made me
1:11I wear chains like my granddad did in slavery
1:14You're about as black as Ainsley that's bounty
1:18Appropriate the culture before they take heed
1:21Change dream more shape and break please
1:25'Cause these industries are tryna constraint we
1:28Pick it up
1:31Put it down
1:32Bend it
1:34It breaks and you can't fix it without me
1:38(Nothing great about Britain)
1:40*********
1:41I'm a geezer
1:44Botch job the builder ain't know better
1:46So called gangster I'll put cheese in your cellar
1:49Ayia Napa popping bottles, what's up fella?
1:53You play the decoy I'll take food from the cellar
1:56Top lad oi oi oi oi, oi girl whats your ploy
2:00That man's your boy, I'll slap man way too coy
2:03Three lions, Real McCoy, you're EDL,
2:06Real English boys, St George's flag, Doc Martin boy
2:08Call her a slag, but don't mean it boy
2:10Don't ask, don't get, how you get,
2:12Nice things, life, moves fast, roundabouts and swings
2:17Swings and roundabouts you're round my kid
2:20Grass ain't always greener where the other side lives
2:23Nothing great about Britain
2:25Tea 'n biscuits, mash,
2:28Jellied eels and a couple little trinkets
2:30East end you Phil Mitchell
2:32Get stabbed with the Phillips
2:34Hand on my heart I swear I'm proud to be British
2:45(Kate Middleton) Kate Middleton now (I'd wifey her I would)
2:51I wouldn't lie, you're an English rose,
2:53I wouldn't lie to you
2:54I tell you how it is,
2:56I will treat you with the utmost respect
3:00Only if you respect me a little bit Elizabeth, you can't
作曲 : Tyron Frampton/Kwes Darko 作词 : Tyron Frampton/Kwes Darko I said there's nothing great about the place we live in Nothing great about Britain (Nothing great about Britain) Sip a cup of tea whilst we're spittin' There's nothing great about Britain Bottle of Bucky in Buckingham Palace There's coppers from Scotland all the way down to Dagenham Waving a black cab Munchin' a fag Had to skip the flights, I ain't chasing the dragon You look like death warmed up She ain't a spice just a korma I ain't Dizzee, I'm just a boy in a corner Call me "King Whitey", puking up off a corner All I tasted is korma, ASBO restraining order I put manners on a punk, 'cause I haven't had my skunk Miss teddy I ain't ten I squeeze your neck until you pop I was waiting on my friends outside the local shops See the feathers turning red, white beauty hold a swan Walking 'cross the Thames Firing slingshots 'cause its nee naw nee naw Dem waiting 'cause po I am a prodigy they made me I wear chains like my granddad did in slavery You're about as black as Ainsley that's bounty Appropriate the culture before they take heed Change dream more shape and break please 'Cause these industries are tryna constraint we Pick it up Put it down Bend it It breaks and you can't fix it without me (Nothing great about Britain) ********* I'm a geezer Botch job the builder ain't know better So called gangster I'll put cheese in your cellar Ayia Napa popping bottles, what's up fella? You play the decoy I'll take food from the cellar Top lad oi oi oi oi, oi girl whats your ploy That man's your boy, I'll slap man way too coy Three lions, Real McCoy, you're EDL, Real English boys, St George's flag, Doc Martin boy Call her a slag, but don't mean it boy Don't ask, don't get, how you get, Nice things, life, moves fast, roundabouts and swings Swings and roundabouts you're round my kid Grass ain't always greener where the other side lives Nothing great about Britain Tea 'n biscuits, mash, Jellied eels and a couple little trinkets East end you Phil Mitchell Get stabbed with the Phillips Hand on my heart I swear I'm proud to be British (Kate Middleton) Kate Middleton now (I'd wifey her I would) I wouldn't lie, you're an English rose, I wouldn't lie to you I tell you how it is, I will treat you with the utmost respect Only if you respect me a little bit Elizabeth, you can't
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