Marx - Chronophobic Prisoner (feat. Deezkid & Emma Fee) Lyrics

I don't intend for this to be a scathing attack
But living in this city got me fading to black
I might love Hull, but it's not the end destination
'Cause there's little opportunity, somewhat fickle population
Grinding, they don't get me like a bad translation
We're tryna get big, call it augmentation
But I feel I'm losing value, like inflation
And that's no good when your mind's set on world domination
I got love for the people who support me to this day
But I'm sick of minimum wage working in a takeaway
Do one gig a month and receive no payment
City of Culture? That's just a new f*cking pavement
Promoters try pay with exposure, indecent
I need it locked down like Chiedu and Deezkid
Confident for the future, I'm shitting my pants
'Cause I keep getting f*cked over by student finance

I'm not seeking attention, only redemption
They used to act like I didn't need a mention
Now I'm writing more lines than I was in detention
I live life on the edges like my name was Benson
I been stabbed in the back, game of fencing
So I carry on moving, I'm assuming I'm senseless
Why's every f*cker these days pretentious?
I boot 'em in their mouths till their needing dentures
I'm sick of this, ignorance, diseased like syphillis
Disfiguring my diligence, in fighting it's militant
I'll kill a cunt, let me chill for a second
I've got anger issues, what do you reckon?
Progressing to be a better man, digressing from the smaller plans
Passion is my motivation, need that money in my hands
I'm living in the city with the grittiest of kids
Who would rather sniff a baggy than try make it big