Gun Metal Grey

I'm in the rose cold worlds, the GUN METAL GREY
Killed or they kill, EVERYBODY' GETTING PAID
But something so real can feel SO FAKE
When there's something getting in, EVERYBODY'S ON THE TAKE
I hope that money ain't money if you wake what you start
From the world of full evil I'm clocking up a wax
When this crew shoot the air we're too sure to spare
The scrap, that BUT, no cops in the air, yeah

When this crew shoot the air we're too sure to spare
The scrap, that BUT, no cops in the air
Cops in the air, cops in the air
When this crew shoot the air we're too sure to spare
The scrap, that BUT, no cops in the air
Cops in the air, cops in the air
When this crew shoot the air we're too sure to spare
The scrap, that BUT, no cops in the air
Cops in the air, cops in the air
When this crew shoot the air we're too sure to spare
The scrap, that BUT, no cops in the air



Credits
Writer(s): William Frederick Kennard, Saul Gregory Milton, Patrick Williams, Andy Gangadeen
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