Foreign Beggars - To Be A Memory ft. Dudley Perkins

Foreign Beggars - To Be A Memory ft. Dudley Perkins
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Album: Stray Point Agenda (2006)
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[@AdmiralAckbarTrap]

I'm from the U.S and I'm lovin the Grime scene wherever you guys are. Guessin the UK. Fan since bout early 2012 maybe late 2011

[@Buzzman182]

Love that you support from the states G!!! This isn't grime tho g this is UK Hip Hop. Grime is it's own genre.

[@SimonHallGaming]

SICK, True British Artists and LDZ Forget The chart shit TRUST

[@mercy51cgn]

banger

[@leojciaccioii]

love u guys :D

[@joacovalen4304]

ola k ase

[@3510trot]

thught

[@Aavvv]

Noone else was doing it so why the fuck not. Lyrics: to be a memory is what we're all thinkin' some die on the week, and most die on the weekend couldn't close your mouth you just kept on speakin' and now your bodies leakin' there's a million ways to die so choose one death squad shoot gun execution train track stroll, that's electrocution one too many hits on the pipe, that's you done you can drink-drive, till you swerve and crash, fuck around with no jhonny hit the murder gash and that's real, earthquakes could have you buried in rubble, have you running from the light, at the end of the tunnel. so there's no tryna elude the hands of fate. when the time comes for funeral plans and wakes they say the good die young, so live life to the fullest. third degree burns, stab wounds and straight bullets. natural causes or gangland forfeits, surrounded by family alone on the coarse grit we start dying on the day that we're born, but there's no rest in peace when your soul's been torn to be a memory is what we're all seeking some die on the week, and most die on the weekend couldn't close your mouth you just kept on speakin' and now your bodies leakin' there are one million ways to die, so choose one you could be hung, cancer in the lung, planes blown out by one thats young see you can expire, see you can be done, skin lesion from the sun car crashes, your life flashes in front of your face swallowed a drink that was laced, life can be one big waste. be in the wrong race, at the right time, but wrong place by the hands of man, it's all a part of god's plan some die quick, some die in quicksand, always sinkin', dirty rotten and stinkin' there are one million ways to die, describe one you could get juxted coming back from the shops or even have your days numbered at the hands of a cop you only live once, so choose life or move righteous one false move and that shit could leave you lifeless a few sips deep or car-keys no need to mention certain people need to put their friends first needs to learn a lesson brah, this a strange world who knows why we're even here but imma keep believin till i leave this here sphere they say there's one million ways to die, so choose one but imma choose six and roll the dice for pure fun so who's dumb, most keep their heads in the air i say 'you die today you let yourself surrender to the fear' has it ever been clear? i find this sense that we've been schooled about the fact we start to die the very day that we were born so praise be your glory, end of story close the casket cause even if we learn to love we die from broken hearts kids to be a memory is what we're all seeking some die on the week, and most die on the weekend couldn't close your mouth you just kept on speakin' and now your bodies leakin' (don't death to my soft?) and it wasen't your fault death from wantin' salt, death can be bought, from less than 10 g's bombs over baghdad over seas, 2pac and Biggie's death meaning your last breath, no more movement, no life left, see? coffins come in all sizes and shapes, the hands of time, is all that it takes. one false move, is all that it takes, loved ones crying at your wake, for goodness sake, (unintelligble), when your heart stops and your body drops, into the ground look how i'll stand around not knowin' (not knowin' x3) there are one million ways to die, describe one there are one million ways to die, describe one to be a memory is what we're all seeking some die on the week, and most die on the weekend couldn't close your mouth you just kept on speakin' and now your bodies leakin' there are one million ways to die, describe one you could be hung, you could be hung, cancer in the lung, cancer in the lung car crashes, drug overdoses, murder, war is a big one, that's right, anyone else got any suggestions? what about suicide?

[@MrPKDubs]

i think he tried to say "than THAT stupid US Rap" thank me later