[bad word]  
We ain't got no time, in the city of gold 
Trying to get me some sunshine 
An avoid the patrol 
Ah yea 

[Verse 1] 
I'm fed up 
All I want is a little nice weather when I get 
lot of people arrive zealous 
But life here's, less than a dream, more a nightmare 
 [bad word] to the city of gold, the city I roam 
Home to the grittiest roads 
It's hardly a party, getting our p's 
On the same corner where women sell narni 
I live amongst vermin I'm stuck 
But I couldn't give a, [bad word] as long as I'm earning 
Long been accustomed to the ways of the manor 
The filth are an occupational hazard 
Parked chilling in a car park grinning 
It's gone midnight an I'm half past sinning 
Got a dark heart wicked with my ras clart lyrics 
I'm a bad boy you don't wanna start no [bad word] with 

 [bad word]  
We ain't got no time 
(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat) 
In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own, it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold) 
Tryin to get me some sunshine (It's hard to find peace here, never can you be easy, always gotta beware) 
An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city, up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies) 
Ah yea 

[Verse 2] 
Time's precious 
An it moves fast in a city full of bright lights and tight dresses 
Medusa's that'll seduce ya if ya ain't ready 
city that makes few and breaks many 
The city I'm in's, less like the city of gold 
More like the city of sin 
Where everybody's in it to win 
From villainous nippers to city slickers with sinister grins 
Straight, ain't religous, never been into hynms 
An I pushed bars before I'd ever been in a gym 

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So for my freedom I keep hoping 
Cause I don't wanna walk through the doors these keys open 
I don't know if you think it's nice or something? 
But I can show you a different side to London 
To think you came here for the treasure? 
But nobody ever came here for the weather 

 [bad word]  
We ain't got no time 
(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat) 
In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own, it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold) 
Tryin to get me some sunshine (It's hard to find peace here, never can you be easy, always gotta beware) 
An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city, up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies) 
Ah yea 

[Verse 3] 
Jack the lad I put the work in 
For the wage of sin 
Even if by some poor sod's loss 
I care not I will take the win 
Many came so full of hope 
Only to be deflated 
The roads we walk ain't paved in gold 
Alone is how our days spent 
Don't think cause I'm polite that I'm nice g 
Or cause I'm well dressed I ain't grimy 
I got food for them city heads 
Just another aggie yout that the city bread 
The cloud I'm under thunders loud 
I ain't waiting for the day the [bad word] out 
If you wonder what I'm under now 
The same [bad word] I was and will be till I'm underground 

 [bad word]  
We ain't got no time 
(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat) 
In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own, it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold) 
Tryin to get me some sunshine (It's hard to find peace here, never can you be easy, always gotta beware) 
An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city, up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies) 
Ah yea