Force Fed Imagery

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Is this the way that it is? Or the way that's it gotta be? Date-rapes and robbery Shops hotted up, bruv It's just like Monopoly Lifelines slide on like prices of property High crimes and violence in this life of democracy Nice times seem like a lie or a prophecy We gotta stop the poverty Stealing it from the lottery Bredders are just a mockery Fiending it like Pete Doherty Dreaming of living properly Living is what I gotta be What I gotta be As the daybreak wakes I see a darker sun Is getting knocked off the world And disaster's come It's got the father: "I'm lost for the answers son." Like a last breath straight from my tarred up lungs I'm so cross with the world that my scars leak blood It's insane. My neck's hung But not from death, from shame I feel strange as I pace these plains [Hook] Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery, graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images I've seen in a dream Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery; graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images making you scream [Verse 2] I've seen A-Grade straight take, rape and cave in brains But my mate[?] stays quicker than rate of our climate change Shit's fucked up bruv, it's like the diamond trade And the fact that the state pays straight Wastes papes at a minimum wage It's despicable mate Yo! A million villains are chilling, billing, dealing, killing the living Until they slip into prison It doesn't make a difference if they really did or they didn't The silly judges make the fickle decisions With little admission That's what'll cripple the system At a militant rate And every minute it's raised So I'm livid with rage Living in hate as the wickedest breh Depicting pictures, grilling victims with the lyrics I make It's sticky business building quickly on the illest estates A million slaves Grace the image I place Right here Living here in the city which is filling with rage [Hook] Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery, graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images I've seen in a dream Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery; graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images making you scream [Verse 3] Yo! I'm sly with the mystique Depicting these sick dreams Through means of a slipstream Pristine screens slip clean off my lips like Leaves in the wind's breeze Under the tree of mystery I bleed imagery Sick with the wish of a winning streak Sins speak deeper than the whisper from the Grim Reaper Grips around your heart in a second like a seizure The streets bring the heat like you're living with a fever [Hook] Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery, graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images I've seen in a dream Force-fed imagery on the airwaves Force-fed imagery; graffiti on the staircase Force-fed images straight to your screens Force-fed images making you scream