Letra de Proletariat
What you doing with your hand out?
Ain't it time you be a man now?
Just for a couple grand now
Got your boss telling you pull your pants down
I dare one of you try have doubts
Watch the kids in the background stand down
So glad that I never took that route
Thoughts of death, hope it never comes back round
Stress had all my hairline patched out
Looked the devil in his face, told him back down
Never wore a snapback, hoody blacked out
Took a risk but I like the way it panned out
Got lost but I know who I am now
Nearly went haywire, mum had to clamp down
So I ain't needing your hand outs
I dare one of you try have doubts
And I dare one of you
Put your hands on my dream, watch it boom
Lost my mind, got it free when I move
Standing still is uneasy to do, and
Screws are loose cos he's a recluse, can't
See or pree, what's he gonna do?
Push the bare any time that I choose
Must be hard every time I improve
Looking at the scene, what's guys tryna do?
I don't even smoke so I ain't tryna twos
If we ain't pally then I ain't in the room
If you ain't fam then you ain't in the news
What? Fuck me? It's fuck you!
Stay low, I trust nothing but the booth
Fake handshakes tell me nothing but the truth
You're now looking at the beast on the loose
Or beast in the booth
Thought he was hard cos he's on the Goose
Mind's on a task so I ain't gotta prove
Came here with nothing so I ain't gonna lose
I put my feelings aside
I can see the blind leading the blind
I can see the fake peeling behind
He's doing lies and he's doing lines
I remember when I couldn't get the time
Couldn't get a look in nor could I get a bly
Proletariat but now I'm looking for the prize
Standing steady, ready, looking in your eyes
Say your making waves but we don't see the ties
Say your getting paid but we don't see the price
Fuck tomorrow, we're already gonna die
Fuck tomorrow, we're already gonna die