El Sangre - Alone in a Babylon lyrics

I'm alone in a babylon, gateway to the gods Lost £300, I just could not ignore the odds So much rum drank I could call myself the Captain Stumbling home, my eyes are open but I don't know what's happening Police cars are everywhere, my ears, they're in pain So much crime in the city, maybe I'm the one to blame Filled with shame, someone speaks my name He claims the same, I should get a taxi home cause my legs are lame I get in my car, no licence or insurance My bank has strong investment but absolutely no endurance Get hooked on d** at school and try to cope Right before cla** smoking copious amounts of dope So many unemployed, I'm lucky I've got work Even if it's selling narcotics in these alleys where I lurk Ladbrokes just smokes all of my money, I end up broke, no joke I'm on a losing streak, but I'm sure I'll soon find a win, folks I'll be as high as a mountain peak without needing to take any coke I'm in an apartment complex and it's low budget you might say What shall I shot today? I need the loan sharks to go away Take your drug and be free, make this quick I plead I got PCP, speed and weed, I need to breed my seed, make my legacy Then I can pa** on the legend to my offspring Is there anything worse the next generation can bring? What do you see when you follow my legacy? Think of me, what you could be Take me seriously, not deliriously, don't need beef now do we chief? Pick up your piece, make men deceased, your trophies are teeth, your pocket's your sheath They won't say "damn" they'll say "damner" when you put fear their in effect Be like Montana raising the banner, get put in the slammer when you get rudeboys vexed I find some girl with the face of an a** that's been beaten and smacked I'll pull this blonde s*ut at the bar with her weave scraped right back About enough tension to cover the wrinkles from her blatant drug-abuse And I'll take her home and get her number so I can call her again for some later use There's the both of us wearing clothes we stole from sports direct I don't give a f** cause she's got a pair of tits that get my pole erect She doesn't wanna work so what can we do to get some cash? We'll get kids, child benefits and freeload while we smoke and fill the house with ash Smoking tobacco in front of kids, yeah, they'll die or live, I burn my hash Get bored at 5pm, get in the bedroom and put my piece in this girl's gash We're the scum of British isles, we're f**in vile, we'll soon be senile Out in the pub, the offy or be sitting home watching jeremy kyle Laughing at them, not knowing how hypocritical one can be Cause they're just like me, except stupid enough to go on the telly What is jobseeker's allowance if I'm not even seeking any goddamn jobs? There's innocent men out there I need to make bleed and rob I need to steal to raise my s** appeal and feel ultra real cause only when I get coke and score and break the law and do d** can my brain f**ing heal You fall outta breath, being filled with stress Can't contain the poetry, the flow breaks down like the lungs in my chest The song's falling to pieces, it's like a metaphor for my speeches Exhausted, but I won't sleep, I roll deep in my black jeep Hit up some deadly narcotics and make profits as my cash sky-rockets Drastically, I use rap tactically, melting your brain like plastic, f**ing fantastically