Roots Manuva - No Love

We're gonna do it like We're gonna do it like we're supposed to do it Don't nobody got no love Smith There ain't no peace there ain't no justice And it seems like much over muchness But right now I really couldn't care much less I'm the lost, the found, The good penny, the bad pound, Getting me down? That's the reason for me dancin' I shake my tush to the pictures and the music Immune to the decadence, I found some meaning Place I've been in, slapping the demons, Cleansin' the evens, lies enter St. Stephen's Rhyme with no reason, son of the 5th season Soon as I'm on the case, soon as I'm leaving, I was an outlaw, long-time looney Black jaws crooning, moody in the midnight 15 tablets, check my prescription I seen these shrinks and they say I'm to pristine I said I'm too sta-quo with a government health risk See my Trojan with the luminous piss Wayward son of a Johnson, no Charlie, no Bronson Steady we on some, lookin' to lump sum, Pull up a gumption, thanks for your function There ain't no assumption She said me no son, please bring the lotion For good body touching with the good body motion Bitter or habitual Flinging my bling-bling, this my inkling, to walk with the in-thing Outernational ghetto hoo-rah Big time passion, splash the hoopla Cigars on push bikes, first-class flights First-class trains, people look at me strange They don't know my name but they know my pain Cause I'm the dude in the corner getting steadily caned As the Hip-hop Holy Ghost touches my spirit I'm spiritually uplifted, that's what the spirit did And now I'm known and I'm prone to the feeling of having a butt-fuck if I still wanna go steal it Rap life, you shoulda taught me better From the very first day when I very first met ya I seen the trends, the fads and the phases, The ho ho's, the poor- it's abused walk to the stages The sound of fear made me feel more conscious Tuned up my mind to the system designed, but Those were the days, the era of "yester" Now the whole scene's progressed to pimps and OG's Now I'm the fogey kickin the bogey, With nothing in between and no place for me Yes I'll take to the trends and split the cliches I'm a pimpernel man, UVA, Defender of the sofa and so DK Cause no...