S1.E6. Options

UK Drill, quick flow, East London, deep voice, dark, dirty 808, oh my days!

'Surveillance' out now!

Find this song on all major releases here:
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/dreamhive1/surveillance

(Lyrics):

I don’t speak bout the cards I got often...

I don’t speak bout the cards I got often,
Conceal my sleeves, I aint got much option.
Dont know who sees, dont who’s watching,
Manoeuvred quick, but dont know if I lost em.
Put down my aim, cant know that it cost em,
Pushed down again, I got flows.
It puts em to bed,I know it goes over their heads,
The weapon I fostered...
X2

What the fuck is life? I’m pushing back on deception,
I’m fighting against ejection, this skin has got me itching.
I’m sick of my brain bitching, I’m sick of my name I ditched it,
I’m tripping again, I mixed em, I’m flipping this table...
What the fuck am I doing? If anybody’s got the answer,
I keep telling em it's banter but people have got no laughter.
They brain dead with no cancer, I call it the zombie mantra,
...But all of them are just actors, reacting to all these factors.

Take this as a warning, hear the voice again calling,
Keeps talking and talking, still spinning in my orbit.
Can’t drop it like my jaw did, cant afford to fall in,
I ain’t talking bout money, I ain’t thought about audits.
I don’t think about it lately, I use to think about it daily,
Thinking till it drove me crazy, I couldn’t say it more and more plainly.
How everyday was rainy, It was me that had to tame me,
No one came to save me, Its best for their safety.

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'Surveillance' out now! Find this song on all major releases here: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/dreamhive1/surveillance (Lyrics): I don’t speak bout the cards I got often... I don’t speak bout the cards I got often, Conceal my sleeves, I aint got much option. Dont know who sees, dont who’s watching, Manoeuvred quick, but dont know if I lost em. Put down my aim, cant know that it cost em, Pushed down again, I got flows. It puts em to bed,I know it goes over their heads, The weapon I fostered... X2 What the fuck is life? I’m pushing back on deception, I’m fighting against ejection, this skin has got me itching. I’m sick of my brain bitching, I’m sick of my name I ditched it, I’m tripping again, I mixed em, I’m flipping this table... What the fuck am I doing? If anybody’s got the answer, I keep telling em it's banter but people have got no laughter. They brain dead with no cancer, I call it the zombie mantra, ...But all of them are just actors, reacting to all these factors. I don’t speak bout the cards I got often, Conceal my sleeves, I aint got much option. Dont know who sees, dont who’s watching, Manoeuvred quick, but dont know if I lost em. Put down my aim, cant know that it cost em, Pushed down again, I got flows. It puts em to bed,I know it goes over their heads, The weapon I fostered... X2 Take this as a warning, hear the voice again calling, Keeps talking and talking, still spinning in my orbit. Can’t drop it like my jaw did, cant afford to fall in, I ain’t talking bout money, I ain’t thought about audits. I don’t think about it lately, I use to think about it daily, Thinking till it drove me crazy, I couldn’t say it more and more plainly. How everyday was rainy, It was me that had to tame me, No one came to save me, Its best for their safety. I don’t speak bout the cards I got often, Conceal my sleeves, I aint got much option. Dont know who sees, dont who’s watching, Manoeuvred quick, but dont know if I lost em. Put down my aim, cant know that it cost em, Pushed down again, I got flows. It puts em to bed,I know it goes over their heads, The weapon I fostered... X2

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