Slow Songs - Giggs, Mike Skinner

They talk about they wanna cut crime down

I do something positive and they fly down

I’m pissed off, so I lie down

Grab a spliff, grab a pen and I wind down

Mad poverty

Niggas can’t get jobs so they buy brown

Buy light drive round

Tryna hustle on the streets to get the right pound

A little youths getting knifed down

Cause nigga got pissed and brought a knife round

They don’t care about a sign said put the knives down

Next little niggas gonna get the knife now

Rinse off the ting and put a life down

Think of the shit we live our lives round

That’s why I can’t understand all the fight down

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow slow song

I used to roll strapped up, packing a glock

Running round rinsing at the back of a block

Used to shot cats, whole packets of rock

Now I make music, what they planning to block

Fuck these lil faggoty cops

I came a long way from a raggody top

Old reeboks and my gravitys on

Now everything drops I get my gravity on

The whole industry getting mad at me songs

Saying they don’t like me, the way I’m carrying on

Been a mad journey

These fuckers don’t know where I’m travelling from

Tryna make my buzz lighter

Tryna get to me, locking down my blud kyzer

Smoke weed while sipping on a budweiser

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow slow song

It’s just a phase we know

That hazy glow

Coming off the blazing road

But I’m like amir khan, I appear calm

All that clear charm

But I clip your ear 'ole raw

Keep score of what I got

In the draw with the socks

Feeling ever more than a lot

I used to score shottins at the squats

Fuck it, duck it in the bucket seat

Spunked all my currency and my luck you see

Am I grind blind

Frightened somtimes

Mixing white wine with wine

Late nights on the pave like

With dave types

Chitter chatter with the latter

Wave bye

Behave right

Let’s stay tight

When the shadows in the sun grow long

We listen to a slow slow song