Roadside - Gaika

Tyrants are ruling

Like we do everything

Why can’t I get no peace?

This war affair in my streets

Tyrants are ruling

Like we do everything

Why can’t I get no peace?

This war affair in my streets

Face fractured, bruised and battered

Angel didn’t matter

I glorify the slums and get rich at it

'Cause I just

Own every parlour outside

Oh, left me at the fight

All knees upon the roadside

I don’t know how

My face caved in like a

I can taste the metal in me blood

Iron rush like a stolen god

High as fuck but the morphene’s done

I’m better than nobody by the roadside

I better get up

to my face by the roadside

And it woke me up

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

Tyrants are ruling

Like we do everything

Why can’t I get no peace?

This war affair in my streets

Tyrants are ruling

Like we do everything

Why can’t I get no peace?

This war affair in my streets

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Building the words up, but I still bruise

You don’t want me to return from the

Bet ya can’t see me hurt

Bet ya can’t see me cry

Bet ya can’t see my world

Under the streetlight

We’re under the streetlight

(We're under the streetlights)