Playground
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Playground
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Dog eat dog in my town, get up or stay down
Trouble soon come around, this is the playground
Grindin' for them pounds
Hope it don't come crumblin' down
I been on the front line, tryna get it in
Came from a place most never win
This is real life, ain't no editing
What I been through, is unsettling
I'm with a few guys that are on anything
Come through your block take everything
This is England, the kingdom, the world is ours
Dog eat dog in my town, get up or stay down
Trouble soon come around, this is the playground
Grindin' for them pounds
Hope it don't come crumblin' down
Already told 'em that the world is ours
Lookin' fucking certi now, motive isn't earnin' pounds
Man are gonna turn it down, got thе game cornered off
Thеse man are just learnin' how pussy boy you talk a lot
On a real who's talking now, new day and I'm callin' shots
Galdem I ain't callin' back, mind up in a torture rack
Holding all my trauma back, music is the remedy
Ain’t nothing you're tellin' me, dog eat dog in my town
You ain't up in my pedigree, nah
Dog eat dog in my town, get up or stay down
Trouble soon come around, this is the playground
Grindin' for them pounds
Hope it don't come crumblin' down
Welcome to the manor, English Swagga, Vincy bandana
Where mana from no glitz and glamour
It's a daytime TV ting, too many homes are under that hammer
This cold will make your bones shatter
Nobody asking me what’s the matter
Smile you're ok camera, fuck off, wanker
Two pints bag of crisps need a lighter for my cig
Used to ride home on a BMX like Mumzy giz a quid
We're the English we’re the brits, on a Tuesday we get pissed
You didn't grow up how I grew up, so don’t tell man how to live
Do not say a word to me if you don't understand
We can rise in unity without the upper hand
The Sun will pour, the rain will shine
This is England, the kingdom, the world is ours
Dog eat dog in my town, get up or stay down
Trouble soon come around, this is the playground
Grindin' for them pounds
Hope it don't come crumblin' down
Life moves up and down
You gotta figure it out
Got no time for these fake guys
I don't move with no clowns
Grinding for them pounds
Hope it don't come crumblin' down
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Bru-C performs "Playground", and this lyric page sits inside the Bru-C catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Playground"?
Yes. The related section below points to Clart (feat. Hedex) and No Excuses with a short reason for opening each page next.
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