Jenre - The Ramblers lyrics

[Verse 1: Jenre] Cla** war keep the peace at bay QELD "we ain't the least afraid" You got rights but Theresa-may take 'em each away Have the whole cla** lead the way We stroll past police today In the future cold smash teeth away Many proles can't eat today Yet we gotta claim peace Marching A to B up on the same streets Man, it's way deep, they find a way of charging me Sell us revolution back in f**ing Che Guevara tees I don't need no idols - that ain't a part of me No need to look up - all around me there are stars to see Discord before the harmony, and it's alarming me How far the world been torn apart from me Raid the armory, straight shots cops dead Sherlock Holmes with a Blakelock chopped head Show them what's red There ain't no gods left Taking your roses and eating your posh bread [Hook: Lotte Bagpipe, Bob Savage & Jenre] We ramble away now Better wrap me a J now "¡No Pasarán!" like we're Gandalf the Grey now Gotta keep fascists at bay now [Verse 2: Bob Savage] Ignoring your raps like Louise Mensch said it Now you're left out in the cold, like old Mensheviks Them dreaded bourgeois forced into more reforms But that's their working cla** chloroform ...No time to Occupy Wall Street I'd rather Alexandria Kollontai Wall Street Peasant revolutionary, Sergei Semenov Wet blanket rappers still tryna clean the semen off ... My flow blows up a load of cops Most you toffs know that you'll go like the Romanovs Oh my god I decree "f** Buckingham Palace" IED stuck under the carriage Ducking the damage, and stabbing the tyrants f**ing 'em Savage, with Jacobin violence No Double-0 7 though, I haven't the license State apparatus under Stalinist guidance [Hook] [Verse 3: Jenre & Bob Savage] Enter a nation, of gentrification We can't afford to live in our present location Rich kids treat this like a pleasant vacation But one of these days, these peasants'll chase 'em Your bars just aren't strong, but we flow nang and gruesome Then start to harp on, like we're Joanna Newsom Irritating voice, the accent's Bristolian Living in a country that's acting dystopian ... Britannia Rule The Waves Raped the natives and traded slaves Now they question anarchist ways to behave? Put your bracelets away and racial hatred at bay, mate ACAB, take it away Kush Zombies rise on the 28th Day We don't give a f** what you many fakes say Ip Man style, make plenty men flay Rate AK Press Hate late pay cheques Kush Zombie appetite, crave brains and flesh Slay vampiric parasites, stake they chest Damn sick of Thatcherites, break they necks Demanding a fatter slice Stabbed with a dagger like That's what these rapper types may face next But we stand with the ma**es like Chanting for Palestine Stamping the fascist-right spray paint red Then we ate they flesh, while the pricks still squabblin' Kush Zombies starve while the rich still goblin Fed like a gremlin The feds are all trembling, remembering QELD see red like the Kremlin ...And they'll see dead men avenging The welfare for ending The wealth they're depending So while you're defending the rich pricks' gambling The workers shirk on a quick trip rambling!