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