Sleazy

Underground System

Score: 9
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Played: 2

Album:

Sleazy - Single

Genres:

Disco
Electronic
Funk
Indie pop
Seen live

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Featured by:

tuder

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Lyrics:

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(Can you make the right choice Can you make a change? Tryna honour codes when we play the game) [Verse 1: Bird T] I never like to hold a grudge because the weight is heavy I never liked the fact that I can feel the hate possess me Why lose faith in yourself, follow the nature that dwells Close to your heart, and you could find the way to excel I came for the bell I'm grading myself Even if I'm taking a L I'm learning like I had the plates on And had to slam the brakes on Based on a sci-fi novel no one ever read It's real life as you see it Don't worry it appears close It's just another very distant memory I'm finding the future alive in the music It's vibrant and moving, and life is improving I'm taking steps! I only promise I ain't making threats Save your breath, man, them sore losers wanna blame the ref When they make comparisons and your grade is F Pressure, picking up the pace again, I barely break a sweat [Verse 2: Deformed Wing] I'm trying to remain while the new are here See the pressure's on the change like a souvenir It's hard to endure, tryna get signed like a in-store Most seem blind to what they're in for Never sell yourself short if you know the profit Hits coming off the green like I overshot it We knew the logic And want it like my olders got it When it comes to real work, you can tell who's done it Uninspiring From the side, eyeing him, [challenge him?] Cyanide lines would be supplying him Defend the art I put my whole life into Can tell from the start that loyalty ain't in you If only they knew The real see through To the fake standards that they wanna hold 'em up too It ain't surprising, [don't put the sell out?], you're capsizing The figures on the posts of the Owls keep rising! [Chorus: Bird T] Can you make the right choice, can you make a change? Can you take the weight, can you make a gain? We tryna honour codes when we play the games Stay shining light so the truth won't fade away Can you make the right choice, can you make a change? Can you take the weight, can you make your gain? We tryna honour codes when we play the games Stay shining light so the truth won't fade away [Verse 3: Big Owl] This the game that's really gonna make your path change Looking for the exit, I'll be moving to a stargate You're looking for some parking, I'll be darting in a fast lane That's the time I'm living in, this mission is so fast-paced Always on a next ting, it's the vision that'll get you in position For the place you wanna live in; If you ain't got vision then you'll stay in the place you eat, sleep and shit in So, listen, I tell it how it is, not how it isn't Under rain clouds in Britain it's a strange sound I'm bringing Yet it resonates within 'em from the underground System, with the gutter-sounding wisdom So they elevate with instinct, I'm original, no imprint Every millisecond's different Bring the colour like I'm pigment Paint the soundscape in an instant With The Four Owls imprint my instinct is addictive Our decisions make a difference, it's on you to show persistence Your choice, your existence! [Verse 4: Rusty Take-Off] The game's a bitch, but I married it Give a fuck if you can hold it down, man, I wanna see you carry it Twinkle eyes, see them hypnotised by glamour-shit A thin line between rep and acting like a sket, can they manage it? It weighs heavy, so I slay about 5-a-day and stay ready while these goons slip-and-slide away They're piss-weak so here's Shit's Creek Singing to them Guardian of the arts and my heart says I should bring it to 'em Everyone gets into this for different reasons Some wanna get the Ps and get to leaving Or front like fake Gs and chuck the cheese in I dunno what's funnier or worse Them or the fact that people actually believe them I do this because I love this, don't put nothing above this There's names for dames that's all about the change So, what's up, bitch? Gold digger I'm just speaking from the soul And punching through to make the hole bigger Chuck you couple 'Go figures' [Chorus: Bird T] Can you make the right choice, can you make a change? Can you take the weight, can you make a gain? We tryna honour codes when we play the games Stay shining light so the truth won't fade away Can you make the right choice, can you make a change? Can you take the weight, can you make your gain? We tryna honour codes when we play the games Stay shining light so the truth won't fade away