London calls me a stranger,

It's all the same scene, music is my life
But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from
North, South, East, West,
London's my home, now knees weak but we never slow down
Now I start to do my music properly
And stay away from the negitave shit that will follow me
London calls me a stranger,
This is now my home,

 


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