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You?ve got to be young and black to rap, right?So I?ve no chance ?cos I?m old, punk rock and white...You?ve got to be young and black to rap? Wrong!Anyone can rap - or write a punk rock songSo don?t look at me with scorn or derisionI don?t accept boundaries of cultural divisionI?m MC Attila and I?m right in your faceSo listen up folks ?cos I ain?t going no placeThis rap?s called ?Spirit Of The Age?All my life I?m gonna be on stageMillions of ideas buzzing round my headand I?ll be rapping till the day I?m deadAged 48 I won?t be sedateRancid rule, Joe Strummer is my soul mate49 I?ll be doing just fineReeling in the Right on my verbal fishing lineFifty? I?ll be nifty! So don?t look at me like I?m sad or I?m shifty....51 I?ll be having some funWhen Brighton score 10 and Crystal Palace score none52, I?ll be talking to you -And I?ll make more sense than Blink 182....53? Top of the tree!Red rebel rhymes and rapping rebel poetry54, like I said before -Show me a fascist, I?ll show him the floorLetras de canciones55 - cutting it liveWhile boring arty poets take a nose dive56 - high in the mixThis old punk rocker will have learned some new tricks57, still first elevenDrinking real ale like it?s manna from heaven58, I?ll be fuelling debateGiving it straight from the 51st StateAged 59 laying down the linePulling out words and watching them intertwine60? Still defying convention!I won?t be drawing my punk rock pension.....As long as I?m alive I?ll be live on stage:Age of the spirit - spirit of the age! From Letras Mania