Rolling through London
I've been cruising a while
I see a man in a feud with his girl
Yeah about losing his child
She was crying him a river
I guess she's in denial
And the car ain't tinted
And this ain ' t none of our business
So we ain't trying to stare too long
Me and the driver look like
There ain ' t one of us listening
And not one of us listening
Probably both had a row with our sisterin
While the whole street witnessed
Just gotta turn a blind eye no winking
We still rolling
We shoulda took the other way
I'm still moaning
I shoulda kept that to myself still told him
So now he's going all the way real sulkish
Clubs are closed I'm gettin' mad
Like would you take a look at these lads
Trying to stop a cab like they can't see man
Alcohol got em feeling
Like they can't be slapped
And one of them's vomitting kebab
And the other one's hoppin' on his back
And his girl tryin' to pick him up
That's the one time
That she's gotta be the man
Taking the long way home again
Watching the world drag in the rain
There's motion but there's no change
It's the same old same old
Race till it's over yeah
Rolling through London
Where we slipped on a junction
I don't wanna see any more drunkards
And I'm talking to myself cause
I wanna conversation with
A little more substance
And it's alright it's in the brain
And what a surprise it's gonna rain
And we still speed past the homeless
And still act like we ain't got enough change
I guess summat's gotta change
Traffic light he stuntin' in a range
Imagine I'm sat lusting at the paint
While the prostitute screamed
That she never got paid
Cuz she thinks that she never got raped
She's still got the mind of a child
That only happens when you never get raised
Trapped in a cycle that you can never escape
woahh)
And this shit used to burn me
And that's why it's part of my verse B
Sitting in a back of a cab
Guess this is part of my journey
part of life)
Cuz this shit used to burn me
oh yeah)
And that's why it's part of my verse B
Ba ba ba la la)
Sitting in the back if a cab
I guess this is part of my journey yeah
Taking the long way home again
Watching the world drag in the rain
There's motion but there's no change
It's the same old same old race
Till it's over yeah
And these things used to burn me
But now they just part of my journey
And these things used to burn me
But now they just part of my journey
And these things used to burn me
But now they just part of my journey
And these things used to burn me
But now they just part of my journey
Taking the long way home again
Watching the world drag in the rain
There's motion but there's no change
It's the same old
Same old race till it's over yeah
Taking the long way home again
Because there's no way home from here
Show me a side
I'll start making my own way back
When it's over over over
I'm making my own way
That's over
