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von Lloyd Luther

No Signal Songtext

Yeah

Do you feel like me?
Mate, do you see what I see?
Picture me, sitting on a beach
I had to break this down like food when you eat and

See (Sea) in a calm place like streams
Birds-eye-view now it′s easy to see
I read the system, HDD
I had to go deep like death when you sleep see, G

In the working class
Here man are easily broke like glass and
So many just wanna go get smashed
With cash they have, cuz we ain't that flash
I understand why man price up the crack
Damn, got lifе in their hand
But I guess we jus′ wanna see heavеn
I'm outside the chip-shop with ten man
Who won't take you in, we won′t do a thing bro
If you just reflect then how you gonna win-dow?


Mum weren′t no bimbo
That's why I sussed it out and I ain′t been involved
You wanna know why I wrote this CD?
Friends died easy, it weren't easy
I hope you′re hearing my call like EE
Cuz my flow's out of the world like ET

Commentate but I ain′t Barry Davis
Britain on my page today it ain't Vegas
I could take this soul and rage out a pagan
But I'd rather focus flames on Satan
Coz mum said air what you see
Two elements my stairs to succeed
Grime got us fiending bare for the greez
Cuzz that′s what sells to an Aryan teen

So those that say that I preach in abundance
Don′t understand like whores wanting husbands
Bare man getting dough off black culture
I'm involved and so ain′t that a conundrum

Black Lives Matter, one battle I'm running
All Lives Matter, two battles I′m runnin'
ISIS ain′t real it's bluffing
But we're gonna post to post to do nothing


So you can′t say its the same old talk
Friends went pen it′s the same old talk
She gets pregnant, same old talk
Dads not around it's the same old talk
Disease and war, it′s the same old talk
Hear racism, the same old talk
The reason that it's the same old talk
Coz we call but you pick up to media haurs

And I guess that′s why I stopped eating goat
I don't trust the system now it′s so broke
I was in the hospital like Kanye
On my last resort just like Papa Roach
And that's why I wrote 'Drugs on Tap′
Man U, you must think my Arsenal′s mad
I'm going in, self-medicated on Google
The food made me sick no rap

And you wonder why I feel ′Caught in the Web'
Like ′Golliwog' ′cause my skin's still lead
'Coming of Age in Britain′ ′It's Hard′
With 'Drugs on Tap′ and unnecessary death
'Materialism′ got us on 'Greed'
′Love′s hard in this times', the world is diseased
I′m an outlaw tryin' to be ′Indie-pendant'
All we got left is ′H.O.P.E'

I got no bars on my phone
I'm not under the Periscope
I Got my face in real book
And I only tweet cause I have to expose
No Signal
Drop Me out
Drop me out of the roam
I get air but least I don′t choke
It seems they got bare man here by the throat
I′m a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it
But I got depth right under it
If you didn't understand me before
This is when you discover it
I woke up one day to the system
That′s fake and I gained some wisdom
And I saw we was mad and skint
Let my bars get you out of the prison

Let's take it deeper
This is where I put demon′s in sleepers
I'm gonna wake you up like a beeper
Black and British but I don′t feel either

My career's not FIFA
But I planned it from the start like the redeemer
I'm a poet with the fire like sheesha
Change your whole mind-frame not FEMA

It′s clear that we took it too far
Too many stars and the streets like Nam (Vietnam)
But I flow calm, got years on my palm
Sick of the police and sick of the charts
But it took years for my brain to get calm
And now I got material but they′re not garms
Here poor guys will die for one qualm
And kids have blood on their palms it's so dark ′nd

That's why I′m in to meditation
There's opportunity but no patience
This land′s foolery is so blatant
But cash in any situation brings Satan
So a guy in the Amazon basin
Might be happier than in our arrangement, huh
Rap is frustration
But where we gonna go from guns and drug patients

In the Western world though everything's fake
From your social page to food on your plate
We've run away so far from human
And created divisions like a game
Flow so sick so they gotta see me
Life don′t work in this pyramid scheme
I′m livin' in a place that′s OCD
Where there's always something else we wanna be

We′re in a country with bare cash
We should help the third world, but we just scrap
Keyboard warriors wanna chat
When we need solutions, like contacts
Can't control cause, reactions you can
Most want a kid, but it′s more than a pram
That's why the world's like a rave full of man
I′m just tryna educate like my gran

It don′t need to be shades to the sun
Blades to a gun, so I can't change for the funds
So I′ve become that conscious soldier
That's why I got a bait name, no gun
Ain′t got a stick man, think they can hang man
It's a plan man, I got a kick like Van Damme
I could′ve nearly died like a bad crash
But you can't fear the system like the Sandman

So fuck these industry demons
I made my own company, I'm eatin′
Sign for nice dough like kneading, ′nd
It's like Big Brother but you ain′t leaving
I put down the reefer, no Khalifa
Never been a follower either; just a leader
Fam, you'll go mad like Ibiza
If you don′t escape the heat like a fever
Coz' man are snitchin′ on bros, 'nd
Puttin' you down on tracks so they blow
Girls learn quick there′s fame with no clothes
Everyone′s got their heads in their phone

So I can't chat to those who gloat about throwing knowledge they know
I′m sittin' here, bare bars like a prison
But I can′t connect to most like a ghost
Dog-eat-Dog, we're taught that goal
Til we divide and they′re chippin our bones
They need us to need them to grow
It's like dope you know, don't you know?
It′s like waves to your head no vogue
Stop your penile gland from bellin′ home
They don't want us gettin′ rich with dough
So they keep our state of mind ghetto

But I went Uni, accepted the debt
And now bro I can sense I'm ahead
Now beats are easy to bless
Cause I studied in A-class, no meth
Had the same chance as men who went pen
Update my soul not just Twitter statements
I wanna better life, that′s not dead
Trust i'm what the kids will hype up next

We spend lives, waitin′ in line
Waitin' for a right time for a right time
Rushing to get older before time
Waiting for love, waiting for right signs
Waiting in line for a piece of the pie
Fuck waitin', I ain′t waitin′ to die!
Waiting to fix what we don't think′s right
Nah I think that now is the time

So I got no bars on my phone
I'm not under the Periscope
I got my face in real book
And I only tweet cause I have to expose
No Signal
Drop Me out
Drop me out of the roam
I get air but least I don′t choke
It seems they got bare man here by the throat
I'm a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it
But I got depth right under it
If you didn′t understand me before
This is when you discover it
I woke up one day to the system
That's fake and I gained some wisdom
And I saw we was mad and skint
Let my bars get you out of the prison

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