No Signal

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Lloyd Luther - Rap

No Signal

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Yeah Do you feel like me? Mate, do you see what I see? Picture me, sitting on a beach I had to break this down like food when you eatin' Seat in a calm place like streams Birds-eye-view now it's easy to see I read the system, HDD I had to go deep like death when you sleep see Gee Here in the working class Here man are easily broke like glass 'nd So many just wanna go get smashed With cash they have, cuz we ain't that flash Or understand why man price up the crack Damn, got lifе in our hand But I guess we jus' wanna see heavеn I'm outside the chip-shop with ten man Who won't take you in, we won't do a thing bro If you just reflect then how you gonna win-dow? Mum weren't no bimbo That's why sussed it out and I ain't been involved You wanna know why I wrote this CD? Friends died easy, it weren't easy I hope you're hearing my call like EE Cuz my flow's out of the world like ET Commentate but I ain't Barry Davis Britain on my page today it ain't Vegas I could take this soul and rage at a pagan But I'd rather focus blames on Satan Coz mum said air what you see Two elements my steps to succeed Grime got us fiending bare for the grease Cuzz that's what sells to an Aryan teen So those that say that I preach in abundance Don't understand like whores wanting husbands Bare man getting dough off black culture I'm evolved to zone out the conundrum Black Loves Matter, one battle I'm running All Lives Matter, two battles I'm runnin' ISIS ain't real it's bluffing But we're gonna pose to post to do nothing So you can't say i'ts the same old talk: Friends went pen it's the same old talk She gets pregnant, same old talk That's not a rhyme it's the same old talk Disease and war, it's the same old talk Hear racism, the same old talk The reason that it's the same old talk Coz we can't really pick up the media walls That's why I stopped eating goat I don't trust the system now it's so broke I was in the hospital like Kanye On my last resort just like Papa Roach And that's why I wrote 'Drugs on Tap' Man, you must think my arsenal's mad I'm going iin, self-medicated on Google The food made me sick no rap And you wonder why I feel 'Caught in the Web' Like 'Golliwog' 'cause my skin's still lead 'Coming of Age in Britain' 'It's Hard' with 'Drugs on Tap' and unnecessary death 'Materialism' got us on 'Greed' Love's hard in this time, the world is diseased I'm an outlaw tryin' to be 'Indie-pendant' What we got left is 'H.O.P.E' [Chorus] I got no bars on my phone I'm not under the Periscope Got my face in real book And I only tweet cause I have to expose No Signal Drop Me out Drop me out of the room I get air but least I don't choke It seems they got bare man here by the throat I'm a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it But I got depth right under it If you didn't understand me before This is when you discover it I woke up one day to the system That's fake and I gained some wisdom And I saw we was mad and skint Let my bars get you out of the prison Let's take it deeper This is where I put demon's in sleepers I'm gonna wake you up like a beeper Black and British but I don't feel either My career's not FIFA But I planned it from the start like the redeemer I'm a poet with the fire like sheesha Change your whole mind-frame not femur It's clear that we took it too far Too many stars on the streets like Nam But I flow calm, got years on my palm Sick of the police and sick of the charts But it took years for my brain to get calm And now I got materials nut they're not garms Here poor guys will die for one qualm And kids have blood on their palms it's so dark 'nd That's why I'm in to meditation There's opportunity but no patience This land's foolery is so blatant But cash in any situation brings Satan So a guy in the Amazon basin Might be happier than in our arrangement, huh Rap is frustration But where we gonna go for guns and drug patients In the Western world though everything's fake From your social page to food on your plate We've run away so far from human And created divisions like a game Flow so sick so they gotta see me Life don't work in this pyramid scheme I'm livin' in a place that's OCD Where there's always something else we wanna be We're in a country with bare cash We should help the third world, but we just scrap Keyboard warriors wanna chat When we need solutions, like contact Can't control cause, reactions : you can Most want a kid, but it's more than a pram That's why the world's like a prey for the man I'm just tryna educate now I'm a grand It don't need to be chased to a sun Blazed to a gun, can't change for the funds So I've become that conscious soldier That's why I got a bait name, no gun Ain't got a stick man, think they can hang man It's a plan man, I got a kick like Van Damme I could've nearly died like a bad crash But you can't fear the system like the Sandman So fuck these industry demons I made my own company, I'm eatin' Sign for nice dough like kneading, 'nd It's like Big Brother but you ain't leaving I put down the reefer, no Khalifa Never been a follower either; just a leader Fam, you'll go mad like a beefer If you don't escape the heat like a fever Coz' man are snitchin' on bros, 'nd Puttin' you down on track so they blow Girls learn quick there's fame with no clothes Everyone's got their heads in their phone So I can't chat to those who gloat about knowledge they throw I'm sittin' here, bare bars like a prison But I can't connect to most like a ghost Dog-eat-Dog, we're taught that goal Til we divide and they're chippin our bones They need us to need them to grow It's like don't you know, don't you know? It's like waves to your head no vogue Stop your penile gland from bellin' home They don't want us gettin' rich with dough So they keep our state of mind ghetto But I went Uni, accepted the debt And now bro I can sense I'm ahead And now beats are easy to bless Cause I studied in A-class, no meth Had the same chance as men who went pen Update my soul not just Twitter statements I'm on a better life, that's not dead Trust in what the kids will hype up next [Reprise] We spend lives, waitin' in lines Waitin' for a right time for a right time Rushing to get older before time Waiting for love, waiting for right signs Waiting in line for a piece of the pie Fuck waitin', I ain't waitin' to die! Waiting to fix what we don't think's right Nah I think that now is the time [Chorus] So I got no bars on my phone I'm not under the Periscope Got my face in real book And I only tweet cause I have to expose No Signal Drop Me out Drop me out of the room I get air but least I don't choke It seems they got bare man here by the throat I'm a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it But I got depth right under it If you didn't understand me before This is when you discover it I woke up one day to the system That's fake and I gained some wisdom And I saw we was mad and skint Let my bars get you out of the prison -----------------------------------------

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  • Lloyd Luther