Ancoats 2 Zambia lyrics

Artist  : Tricky 
Song : Ancoats 2 Zambia



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 Go as a luxury pass on to the middle class

While the poor play in parks filled with broken
glass

And as we point our fingers we turn
our backs

We can't accept each other and
that's a matter of fact

Indoctrinated you
since you were a boy

Ever since the day
you've seen the rich kids

Told within a
year you'd be a part of them

Broke away
from the grape and this all started it

So
you won't stay or take a drug at all

'Cause
you know you're so susceptible

They turn
against you, now you're full of hate

You
can't accept it, now you're in an irate state



This is Wrecks-N-Effects and i shake up
their flex

They got techs break their necks


And their building their reps

Who the
Boos

Who to choose how they wearin' the
shoes

In army I enlist and takin' a
piss

Certain things I have seen

So
i'm lookin' to grieve

Powers usually
runnin'

They're buyin' the buildings

And then they sell

At least a bell and
they're breakin' 'em down

My life to the
rocks

Livin' in a shoebox

Social
security

They like the poor in me

Bring out the whore in me

Then knock the
door on me

Cheap tricks don't like
chicks

And I'm rubbin' their hips

Who
the Boos 

Who to choose how they wearin' the
shoes



It was a long time ago and
started to grow

Forest fire earned and sent
me afrocentric negroes

So i juxtapose

This goes out to those 

Who turned up
their nose a long time ago

Now i flex upon
a rhythm cushion tempo

I flex upon a rhythm
cushion tempo

So open your mind

If you
feel you could go

Clean out your ears
well

While i clear my throat

The
vital ingredient, the antidote

Willy Wee
flex like some other one



It's a
feelin' that I get sometimes

When I'm lyin'
in my bed sometimes

Black cloud in my head
sometimes

Intoxicating my mind, my mind

It's not that I wanna die

Baby just that I
wanna fly

But this feelin' that I get
sometimes

I could sever all ties, all
ties



Hate the color of my skin
sometimes

Hates to see what I see
sometimes

So how can i ever win my time

I was sold on the other side



'Cause
a wasted life is no such thing

There's no
such thing as a wasted life

'Cause life is
death and death is life

And these here
thoughts are not a crime

One day is
forever, forever is a day

It's so fucking
easy to throw it all away