NO SAINTS IN LONDON Blackwater ft. Kountry Kingston (Intro — rain + church bell + UK drill bass) London… No saints… No saviors… Blackwater… ⸻ (HOOK — BLACKWATER ONLY) No saints in London… Only ghosts in designer coats… Rain keep falling… Nobody sleep when the pressure close… No saints in London… Everybody carrying hidden smoke… No saints in London… Everybody know… ⸻ (VERSE 1 — BLACKWATER) (deep Giggs-style cadence) Look… Rain hit hard on the bus stop glass Whole city moving too fast One eye open when I touch road Too many snakes and too many ghosts Big black coat and the face stay cold Some stories never get told Young boy dreams turn survival quick That’s London life when the pressure hit And the same old road still swallow souls Same old pain underneath gold Everybody talking but nobody know What it cost just to stay afloat I seen good men lose they way I seen daylight turn to grey That’s why the jaw stay tight round here Nobody safe when the smoke draw near ⸻ (HOOK — BLACKWATER) No saints in London… Only ghosts in designer coats… Rain keep falling… Nobody sleep when the pressure close… ⸻ (VERSE 2 — KOUNTRY KINGSTON) (deep reggae outlaw cadence) Kingston know that storm too Different road but the pain move Same pressure under different skies Same demons in different eyes And the bassline low like a warning bell For the ones still walking through hell I came from fire, he came from rain Different scars but the wounds the same One love hard when the world stay cold Everybody fighting not to lose they soul That’s why the drums still call our names Trying bring light through all this pain ⸻ (HOOK — BLACKWATER) No saints in London… Only ghosts in designer coats… Rain keep falling… Nobody sleep when the pressure close… ⸻ (VERSE 3 — BLACKWATER) (biggest verse) Southside child with the city scars Watching blue lights from stolen cars Church bells ring but nobody pray Cause survival got in the way Whole damn world wanna judge the smoke Never ask what made it grow Everybody carrying something heavy That’s why the eyes look dark already And the rain keep falling on the same damn streets While the bassline rumble underneath my feet No saints left but we still survive That’s the only reason we alive ⸻ (FINAL HOOK — BLACKWATER LEADS) No saints in London… Only ghosts in designer coats… Rain keep falling… Nobody sleep when the pressure close… No saints in London… Everybody carrying hidden smoke… No saints in London… Everybody know…
