The Baby Namboos Ancoats 2 Zambia Lyrics

Ancoats 2 Zambia Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Hard Times
  • 3 Get Your Head Down
  • 4 Ancoats 2 Zambia
  • 5 Provoked
  • 6 Persist To Reminisce
  • 7 Holy
  • 8 Late Night Antics
  • 9 Trials and Tribulations
  • 10 Play With Me
  • 11 Ancoats 2 Zambia (Geoff Barrow remix)
  • 12 Ancoats 2 Zambia (Dillinja remix)
  • Go as a luxury pass on to the middle class
    While the poor play in parks filled with broken glass
    And as we point our fingers we turn our backs
    We can't accept each other and that's a matter of fact
    Indoctrinated you since you were a boy
    Ever since the day you've seen the rich kids
    Told within a year you'd be a part of them
    Broke away from the grape and this all started it
    So you won't stay or take a drug at all
    'Cause you know you're so susceptible
    They turn against you, now you're full of hate
    You can't accept it, now you're in an irate state

    This is Wrecks-N-Effects and i shake up their flex
    They got techs break their necks
    And their building their reps
    Who the Boos
    Who to choose how they wearin' the shoes
    In army I enlist and takin' a p___
    Certain things I have seen
    So i'm lookin' to grieve
    Powers usually runnin'
    They're buyin' the buildings
    And then they sell
    At least a bell and they're breakin' 'em down
    My life to the rocks
    Livin' in a s_____x
    Social security
    They like the poor in me
    Bring out the w____ in me
    Then knock the door on me
    Cheap tricks don't like chicks
    And I'm rubbin' their hips
    Who the Boos
    Who to choose how they wearin' the shoes

    It was a long time ago and started to grow
    Forest fire earned and sent me afrocentric negroes
    So i juxtapose
    This goes out to those
    Who turned up their nose a long time ago
    Now i flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo
    I flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo
    So open your mind
    If you feel you could go
    Clean out your ears well
    While i clear my throat
    The vital ingredient, the antidote
    w____ Wee flex like some other one

    It's a feelin' that I get sometimes
    When I'm lyin' in my bed sometimes
    Black cloud in my head sometimes
    Intoxicating my mind, my mind
    It's not that I wanna die
    Baby just that I wanna fly
    But this feelin' that I get sometimes
    I could sever all ties, all ties

    Hate the color of my skin sometimes
    Hates to see what I see sometimes
    So how can i ever win my time
    I was sold on the other side

    'Cause a wasted life is no such thing
    There's no such thing as a wasted life
    'Cause life is death and death is life
    And these here thoughts are not a crime
    One day is forever, forever is a day
    It's so f___ing easy to throw it all away

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