Deep Blues

[Verse 1: Kano] Now we're fucking rapping for fashion More infatuated with Ferraris and Astons I'm not Martin, but crown me the king of just blacking Out on this disc of plastic But hidden in these flows is undeniable passion Never worked a day in my life, all I know is rap Life's had bigger submissions but I won't tap The people's done with the fiction, now they want fact Go underground, but mind the gap Trap, trap, trap, now everybody's trapping And it sounds like trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap 'Bout that life, but are you really 'bout it When them white rocks steal your uncle And they just won't give him back? Ain't seen ever, just come out of prison I just hope that he ain't using, that the truth will beg to differ Life can get really, really real Life can get really, really real [Chorus: Damon Albarn] Deep, deep blues Deep, deep blues Deep, deep blues Deep, deep blues (Oh-oh-oh) [Verse 2: Kano, Damon Albarn] Very bad news, just found out that my bredrin's mum's got cancer While I'm online looking at back shots of the week (Deep, deep blues) Soph's mum's ill, might need an operation And I'm online looking at Rolexes, it's not that time Billy lost a baby, that shit fucking pains me And all I lost's a gram, popping bottles and a day's sleep Nanan's husband died, such is life (Fuck) White rum, nine night (Deep, deep blues) Money, money, money, that's what the yout man worship It's the devil and he's working… hard But karma is a mother, and you can't keep dodging bullets Lesson learned, suggest you take it and... run 'Cause when you're sitting in a cell, just had an altercation And the victim's in a coma, if he dies, we're going jail Life just got really, really real Life just got so fucking real [Chorus: Damon Albarn, Kano] Deep, deep blues Deep, deep blues (Life just got so fucking real) Deep, deep blues Deep, deep blues (Oh-oh-oh) [Verse 3: Kano, Damon Albarn] Alarm snoozed, I'm in a melancholic mood Last night, we boozed How am I spending them pinkies and got the blues? (Deep, deep blues) When I'm not hard labouring by eating fruits Why don't I celebrate wins but hate to lose? Glass half empty even though it's rosé Krug And when the shoe's on the other foot They'll say at least they're spanking new (Deep, deep blues) So without a bruise, you won't see the pain I'm going through Sometimes, I feel like every day it's Monday blues