In This Dunya - Mic Righteous, Logic

Bloodfire

Bloodfire

Bloodfire

Bloodfire

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Alright verse one

Let me turn up

Roll a fat one

You’re fucking with a bad one

You want it you can have some

Mic’s back son

Captain of the ship

Lift the anchor

Tried to write me off

But I’m on a different chapter

They don’t understand

I got another plan

Think I’m gone

I just keep coming back

Like cancer (uh!)

I’m fucking active (ooh!)

When you hear them ad lib’s

It’s gang shit

And again, the man again

You’re mad again

I went missing like Madeleine

They thought I’d never rap again

But how about, no

Bow down hoe

Sticking 'round, in your house

With the fucking liquor out

The only competition

Is the man that’s in the mirror now

Dealing with a different

Kind of spirit in my lyrics

I’mma fly away

Kill the entire game

I know you felt some type of way

I’ll lay them flowers by your idols graves

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

The world we’re living in is a mess

Trump wants the East to go to war with the West

The real virus is the fear they’re tryna pump in your chest

Speak it out yeah and it will manifest

But first let me address all this

Clout being the new cool

I’m not impressed

'Cus you never knew about Nipseys hustle

Until he laid to rest

I wanna fly away or make a nest

Man down

Face pushed against the barrel

I won’t stand down

I’ve got a plan now

I plan to execute the revolution

I say saluting means solution

If the world’s losing then we’re losing too

No farms, then there’s no food for you

Don’t get it twisted like a Rubik’s cube

No Tesco, oi let’s go and rob a bank

But all the money’s gone

And credit cards are the new cash

This dunya halas

I’m not a part of the destruction

I’m teaching the next gen how to function

How to catch a truncheon yeah

And twist his hand and disarm him

Take the truncheon back and rass him

Fam it’s gone past my dark skin

Now it’s a who’s the richest and it’s a class ting

Who made the rules?

Is what I’m asking

I’m not Islamic, but I need to start fasting

Stop taking in all these fuckeries they’re feeding us

Turn the telly off and read a book

The truth’s here you just need to look

A pen and pad is how I cook

I’m never shook, never Dizzee, I am not a mook (yea)

They try and lock me up and throw away the key

'Cus I went against what they believe

Now imagine if the sky fell would you catch it?

Or would you just take cover and watch the world crashing?

See I’mma catch it by myself

'Cus my soul can’t rely on no one else

I’ve been taught that

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

I wanna fly away

Find a place

Hide away

Will I escape from this

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya

Dunya, d-dunya, dunya