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light the fire - minor lyrics lyrics

intro:
i’m surrounded by lifers giving their life away for
petty change, same sh*t everyday

verse1:
grafting * grafting * grafting
to my left and the right
i walk around this place giving light to survive
slavery ain’t what you’re made to be
i’m the all*seeing eye and my presence is your demise
‘fk*music’ you is afk and losing this cypher will
you defuse it
i’m moving and
boogie * boogie * boogie
on the dance floor, look at me, see my face
erase the state to be the same
i’m here to mark the name
(“don’t be like that, you can’t be like that mate!”)
shut it
i do what i want
as if i can’t do this and i can’t do that
f*ck off harvey
what’s your game, think that you got the bigger brain
as if, go get laid
my bank account states that i’ve been paid
i’m gifted and you is lame
i hop upon the train to get away to a better place
all you lifers do is stay to remain
f*ck that way, i’ve clearly got the better days
interlude1:
“eyup lads, you busy?”
“y*yes phil… don’t worrry i’m making up my boxes”

verse2:
pick apart the easy pickings
standing 5ft 6” tall
acting like a man wanna brawl
but tunnel*vision got you talking to us like
elementary kids so i give you a
non*complimentary diss
you won’t see it, you don’t see sh*t
006 is thick bleach not pine dis
your daughter the finest
but still a stuck up b*tch and the other is a pig
and her mans got b*tch tits
hoity*toity, walking around like the high and mighty

i see
i do
i move for loot
i shoot then dip
then quit
i smell a fool who’s screwed head loose
like p*ss and sh*t fish*fillet
verse3:
and i’m like
d*mn, imagine being paid to have facebook sat
in your right hand
and i need a filling sheet joanne
but that bannock*bum ain’t shifting bricks man
with your own office, hurry up i need a coffee
so walk with your kettle and grab us a cuppa
would you lovey*dovey ugly plum
better hurry up, run
double chin, sweaty cooch
sitting in a chair all day dissing who?
you don’t move, you sit with your head loose
breathing down the radio to the other fools
that’s when minor lyrics comes in to explain
that’s it’s all of you
redirect your gps route!

interlude2:
“argh! you shoulda f*ckin’ sin it, right…
a pile of school mums surround me
and i’m standing there
like a fat b*st*rd but there all reyt nice
better than the old miserable b*ll*cks sat at home
recently she’s just been getting on my tits
and doing my head in
but school mum 2
i right like her and all that
i dunno what to do
so i might just hustle and move out”
verse4:
sure!
whatever you say, it’s just another boring day
i don’t wanna hear you yapping
what’s the point of a school mum if you ain’t tapping
all i’m bothered about is grabbing a bag
not her ass
where’s your brains big*scott are you lost?
you’re the best of the few
a simple and quite praised fool
dabbling in my info dude
mistaken moves
every one of you struck me
for a clueless hex though i’m a mindful boon
in a manufacturing room full of goons
i thought i quite liked you all
but i fought at the banter until it made my money tall
rock bottom is working surrounded by slaving clowns
they back tracking back to the backrooms
with endless back orders coming through
whilst i’m sleeping in the bucket room
your choking money into a materialistic pool
of designer cars, shoes and food
just who the f*ck do you think you are?

interlude3:
“alright, let’s have a look
companycheck.co.ca”

“and o’ my brothers
right before my bezoomny eyes
was the proof i needed o’ bog
your humble narrator
was working for a man
whose outstanding bank loans
had got to him o’ brother
i think he’ll be boo*hoo*hooing
at night when the 38k in his accounts go bust
then the higher ch*lloveck over takes his place
i mean”

verse5:
448k liabilities is a lot of a money so it seems
that’s a you*problem
keep your chest out
look at you, think your proud
addressing everybody down
but i’m above you
and you won’t know it
because i never need to show it
i’m evolving at a meditated state to bake
whaddya say
i took your money and now i act in vancouver
reaching fame, doncaster stays the same
pull up; 8a.m. until 4p.m. for petty change
and hallam fm
when will this silly act end?
what’s this i’m in?
a living nightmare
a revelation that needs amends
your the one whose head bend
i’m straighter than light commence
my money talks but i do the walk
your tesla needs a power source
i’m fed up of people thinking
i’m drifting off course
of course
i’ve learned a big lesson
learn to show it on the court
then earn it whilst your burning in h*ll
because satan sent
my heads been vacant spent
until fools light my source of the infinite pen

interlude4:
“hey hamilton, have a holly*jolly christmas
is lil maestro still making awful music?”

“new mixtape, just picked it up at the studio yesterday
whaddya think?
that’s something they call sk!ll
with a little bit of a will
my time ain’t dire because i’m starting young”

verse6:
and i just came to get it right
whilst you sift through life
let’s see your business card
because i know it could never be mine
it’s better than paul’s
it’s better than yours
it’s better than any other thing in the building
because i’m building
stacks and progression stats
on my graph to back me up
to the back of time
my legacy will shine even after i die
i’ve opened up my third*eye
it causes an eternal path
that guides me to the light i be
righteously, gifted down the path
to my legacy
it’s time fiends!

- minor lyrics lyrics

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