Dulagash - Protect Us lyrics

Verse 1 Clef Dizzle on the mix Hail to the king Yea And Lords of lords Croc city's finest May he protect us Dulagash From the evil Uhn Hail to the king Lords of lords May he protect us From evil Bros Eye don tear Election don near, people don dey disappear Abi you no hear Where dem blood s**ers at weh dey share soap All these dirty politicians better let go We be tryna make a living out the mess They be getting fraud money and be using all the press Bullet proof maybach they be cutting all the checks My money lean and im feeling all depressed There’s no means to invest in the poor Its Dulagash and im shaking the core They pay the same poor people to start a war Its croc city and im feeling the pain Religious war got the streets insane Every stanz don change We better get it right cos the plans don change Im laid back, all black getting doe with my homies Raised by the streets so I chose to move wisely Words of advice for its time to keep fighting Verse 2 Im sitting reminiscing bout the way the ma**es feel Young kids slanging on the corner tryna make a mill Poverty stricken…welcome to hell’s kitchen Every time i meditate I see the talent of my people that’s been left to waist A young nation on the rise so better contemplate I sing a song Drop words that can ring along We on the run No turns as we get it on We make it burn Aye All this envy and debate brings nothing but the hate There’s no money on the plate Only crumbs from the cake And we gats to get a grip of the main pipe Oil money fast money ery day and night We gotta learn fast We gotta turn cash We gotta make it Bro we gotta face facts Im attached to the life the on the streets So you can watch I me as I murder the beat Verse 3 Dear lord protect my soul Im reading in between the lines but my eyes is closed Im on a different road tryna make my goal All these dirty Politian’s wanna take my soul They misguiding the youth and never tell them the truth On how to work, get money elevate Get paper on a plate