[Chorus]
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We ain't got no time, in the city of gold
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Trying to get me some sunshine
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An avoid the patrol
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Ah yea
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[Verse 1]
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I'm fed up
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All I want is a little nice weather when I get
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A lot of people arrive zealous
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But life here's, less than a dream, more a nightmare
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Welcome to the city of gold, the city I roam
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Home to the grittiest roads
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It's hardly a party, getting our p's
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On the same corner where women sell narni
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I live amongst vermin I'm stuck
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But I couldn't give a, fuck as long as I'm earning
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Long been accustomed to the ways of the manor
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The filth are an occupational hazard
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Parked chilling in a car park grinning
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It's gone midnight an I'm half past sinning
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Got a dark heart wicked with my ras clart lyrics
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I'm a bad boy you don't wanna start no shit with
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[Chorus]
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We ain't got no time
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(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat)
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In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own,
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it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold)
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Tryin to get me some sunshine (It's hard to find peace here,
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never can you be easy, always gotta beware)
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An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city,
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up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies)
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Ah yea
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[Verse 2]
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Time's precious
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An it moves fast in a city full of bright lights and tight dresses
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Medusa's that'll seduce ya if ya ain't ready
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A city that makes few and breaks many
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The city I'm in's, less like the city of gold
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More like the city of sin
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Where everybody's in it to win
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From villainous nippers to city slickers with sinister grins
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Straight, ain't religous, never been into hynms
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An I pushed bars before I'd ever been in a gym
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So for my freedom I keep hoping
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Cause I don't wanna walk through the doors these keys open
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I don't know if you think it's nice or something?
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But I can show you a different side to London
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To think you came here for the treasure?
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But nobody ever came here for the weather
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[Chorus]
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We ain't got no time
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(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat)
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In the city of gold
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(Everybody's out for their own,
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it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold)
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Tryin to get me some sunshine
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(It's hard to find peace here, never can you be easy,
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always gotta beware)
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An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city,
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up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies)
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Ah yea
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[Verse 3]
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Jack the lad I put the work in
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For the wage of sin
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Even if by some poor sod's loss
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I care not I will take the win
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Many came so full of hope
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Only to be deflated
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The roads we walk ain't paved in gold
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Alone is how our days spent
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Don't think cause I'm polite that I'm nice g
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Or cause I'm well dressed I ain't grimy
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I got food for them city heads
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Just another aggie yout that the city bread
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The cloud I'm under thunders loud
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I ain't waiting for the day the sun comes out
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If you wonder what I'm under now
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The same shit I was and will be till I'm underground
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[Chorus]
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We ain't got no time
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(No time on these streets, everybody's hungry and trying to eat)
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In the city of gold (Everybody's out for their own,
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it's hot round 'ere even when your out in the cold)
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Tryin to get me some sunshine (It's hard to find peace here,
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never can you be easy, always gotta beware)
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An avoid the patrol (But that's life in the inner city,
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up to bother trying not to get collared by the piggies)
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Ah yea
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City Of Gold
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Professor Green |