AFTER LAUGHTER

Yeah laugh it up, you'd be laughing on the other side of your fucking face if you came 'round my estate acting smug you cunt! fucking rich kids- this is for my people in the struggle- check it-

VERSE 1:
Have you ever dreamed of more than minimum wage/
slaving away, to try and save, for a minimal place/
still living at your mums broke, seeing all these dumb blokes/
showing off their money, while you're feeling like you're scum though/

working at a shit job, your boss is a mug/
spunking all your money on the weekend sniffing up drugs/
or you're sat there signing on, feeling like a low life/
either way you're fucked, feeling like there's no life/

no future, no plans, no hope, no nothing/
so you just try to get through each day, drinking and puffing/
living for the weekend, so you can deep in/
a bit of madness, drink away your yesterdays, i'm speaking/

nothing but what I live, what we're all living/
you're blessed if you've got a Mums to live at, and I ain't kidding/
these rich kids laughing at us, like we're all shit/
while people are in tears, every time they're cutting housing benefits/

VERSE 2:
You got the shotters and the scammers, doing what they know best/ feeling like, trying to play the legal way is hopeless/ young Mums on their backs, I don't agree with that/ the way they act, like little girls are giving birth to flats/

Every one's a hater, feeling like they're owed some/
working hard, and they ain't got nothing, or no one/
to blame but themselves, I know it sounds harsh/
that's why people act flash, when they got it, like they're stars/

So what if I show off, and act flash/
I earned this shit, I'm just excited to have shit, I never had/
like kids on hot peds, getting shift, slap 'em a tag/
what's the tax on a 7 pound, packet of fags/

'cos they ain't the one's, taking the piss, come on think/
why are we so fucking taxed, on cigarettes and drink/
social and political, I understand it all mate/
it's like we wanna feel love, but all we talk is hate/

VERSE 3:
And I feel for the workers, slaving away/
getting Taxed to death, every single time they get paid/
writing statuses moaning about benefits, it's easy to blame/
ignorant to the facts, of where their Tax is really placed/

Tell me who's your local MP? What's his job do/ How much does the Queen take, out of the money when they rob you/ ignorance is bliss, so who gives a shit/ like voting, will ever change, a fucking thing, where we liv/

they got the power to take, and you moan when they give/
now they greedy bastards even taking, the home's where we live/
forcing people in the suburbs, further and further/
while your Tax is being used, to fund weapons and murder/

Yo, it's too deep, just bob your head when I speak/
one day I hope you open your eyes, to everything that I see/
'cos all we want is love, but no one knows peace/
so we're crying for our loved one's, praying they're release/

OUTRO:
Remember, the Sun will always shine in the end, you just gotta hold tight through these grey sky’s. Peace