Telephone Ode to Church Rd
See I can't spend my life talking down a telephone...

The time goes so quick
You can't even count it
Everyday
Yea I'm all about it
Every night
And it's so astounding
Feel like man needs an accountant

When I feel this typa way
There ain't really much to say
See my foreign tings moving rowdy
Told her sekkle down, be around me
But her other man he got an Audi

So I got a new ting
And it's going irie
She stands by me
Always tryna wife me
I told her sekkle down b
Tek it slow
I got bare gyal tryna wife me I'm nice b
I told you once
I won't say it again
We either end up
Dead or in Pen
But they'd rather keep the truth
On the low
Cos we got blow n hoes
In the current status quo
And we vibe so low said

Our species is thieving
How can I stay quiet
When my hearts bleeding ?
Souls grieving
My brothers dem are leaving
Old reasons
Cold seasons
Times change
And the people believe them
The 85, Dumb and blind
Yea the sheep dem
Theresa May and her Mandem are leading
I guess you're right, seeing really ain't believing

Spoken:
Its mad fam, everyday another brother gone
They killing us, we can’t get no sympathy…
We kill each other we can’t get no sympathy...
Refrain:
I can't spend my life
Talking down a telephone
Talking down a telephone

Writing behind bars
Calling mum at home...
Saying sorry for my woes

Said I can't spend my life
Talking down a telephone
Talking down a telephone

Rhyming behind bars
Calling mum at home...
Saying sorry for my woes

Said I can’t
I can’t
I can’t…

Said I can’t
I can’t
I can’t...

Said I can’t spend my life talking down a telephone
Talking down a telephone…
Free up all my brothers dem
They soon come home!
I said they soon touch home yea...