Slow Songs

[Verse 1: Giggs] They talk about they wanna cut crime down (down) I do something positive and they fly down I'm pissed off, so I lie down (yeah) Grab a spliff, grab a pen, and I wind down (yes) Mad poverty (yeah) Niggers can't get jobs so they buy brown (trap) Buy light (light), drive round (round) Tryna hustle on the streets to get the right pound (yeah) A little youths getting knifed down Cos nigga got pissed and brought a knife round (yeah) They don't care about a sign said put the knives down (yeah) Next little niggers gonna get the knives now (now) Rinse off the ting and put a life down (shit) Think of the shit we live our lives round That's why I can't understand all the fight down (yeah) [Chorus: Mike Skinner] When the shadows in the sun grow long We listen to a slow, slow song [Verse 2: Giggs] I used to roll strapped up packing a Glock Running round rinsing at the back of a block (yeah) Used to shot cats whole packets of rock Now I make music, what they planning to block (why is that?) Fuck these lil' faggoty cops I came a long way from a raggedy top Old Reeboks, and my Gravitys on Now everything drops I get my gravity on (mm) The whole industry getting mad at me songs Saying they don't like me the way I'm carrying on Been a mad journey These fucker don't know where I'm travelling from Tryna make my buzz lighter Tryna get to me locking down my blud Kyzer Smoke weed while sipping on a Budweiser [Chorus: Mike Skinner] When the shadows in the sun grow long We listen to a slow, slow song [Verse 3: Mike Skinner] It's just a phase we know That hazy glow Coming off the blazing road But I'm like Amir Khan, I appear calm All that clear charm But I clip your ear ole' raw Keep score of what I got In the drawer with the socks Feeling ever more than a lot I used to score shotting at the squats Fuck it, duck it in the bucket seat Spunked all my currency and my luck, you see Am I grind blind Frightened sometimes Mixing white wine with whine Late nights on the pave like With Dave types Chitter chatter with the latter Wave bye Behave right Let's stay tight [Chorus: Mike Skinner] When the shadows in the sun grow long We listen to a slow, slow song