Christmas dinners, conversations over turkey breasts
Right wing or left wing, same bird I guess
Right now somebody homeless, laying on the curb depressed
And you just turned your head and pretended you never heard what's said
"London's full of beggars and peasants, they should work instead
So we can tax everything they own, earn and spend"
Ironic how a clean suit can cover up the dirt on men
I'm from a place where kids wake up late and diе an early death
The world map is full of British coloniеs
History's been speaking for itself but this geography
Man's from Jamaica, my girl's from Guyana
Only British royalty that we acknowledge is Diana
Why you have to die, Anna? Wish your car had diverted
Young boys bussing guns before they bust a nut
Now they in the workhouse for life, they'll probably die virgins
They told you about the same event but it wasn't my version
The club is full, the church is empty
The deacon wants a lift and pastor's Bentley
The shoes are from Vuitton, the shirt's Fendi
The Lord himself said to come as you are
And this is us every day, at least we're trendy
Imagine me knockin' on heaven's gates in Pradas
Lord, let me in, please, I deserve entry
Imagine me knockin' on heaven's doors in Balmain
Lord, let me in, please, I deserve entry
I don't trust no princess, what's a princess trust?
It's Her Majesty's pleasure when Prince gets smudged
Things get rough, it should be treason when our kings get cuffed
I was born in, you were sworn in, drink some blood
I'm from a long line of royalty
Don't ever make me find you on the wrong side of loyalty
The crest upon my chest is much more than just embroidery
The crown jewels are nowhere near the groin for me
The food's like the news, it will poison me
I am more than just a guy with guy thoughts
Guy Richie, Guy Fisher or Guy Fawkes
"We buy the politicians and we buy courts
We are on a mission; this is by force"
It's a war for the throne, I pull the sword out the stone
It's like the fortune and the fame is for unfortunate souls
But I'm fortunate enough to know the knife may be on you
But decisions get made when that fork is in the road
Fling on mi armour
I got kings and queens in my genes, how ya mean?
One order
My soul's too gold to be sold, you don't know
Fling on mi armour
I got kings and queens in my genes, how ya mean?
One order
My soul's too gold to be sold, you don't know
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