Hackers & Jackers - Gaika

Coin jackers, the phone hackers

The world is ours

You choppin' heads with a dirty machete

This world is ours

for the sinners

I’m comin' out the L with fire for the winners

And covered in scar

maze, operate when we don’t see cash

Amid the guns of Brixton clash

Amid the guns of Brixton clash

with money from grime

The crystal in the maze still shines all night

No life in the city, oh boy

Smoked out the gallery,

Jungle is a place where I don’t watch Vines

Fuck the grand, no, I can’t catch a flight

Dead ash, it’s Lord Of The Flies

Cryin' to the axe like spearchucker lies

Got a mouth full of ash and a bed full of white

It must be the fluid in your eyes

From Urban Decay

From Dazed Magazine and chemical eyes

Put the devil on my knuckles, now you’re blind

So call me your majesty

I’m the monarch of a new state

We were what you are and what we are you’ll be

I’m a done man and you’re cryin' for the zombies

Run, run, run from me

Run, run, run for the hills left

We were what you are and what we are you’ll be

I’m a done man and you’re runnin' from the zombies

Run, run, run from me

Run, run, run for the hills left

Who the man throw the money in the bank

I’m not the one you can’t understand

No face, no games

In and out without a fuckin' trace

Regulate, it’s

On my hinds, it’s

Too late, the jackal’s gettin' payed

So I’m snappin' legs off one blooded bait

Don’t play, don’t play, don’t play with me

Don’t play, don’t play, don’t play with me

We were what you are and what we are you’ll be

I’m a done man and you’re cryin' for the zombies

Run, run, run from me

Run, run, run for the hills left

We were what you are and what we are you’ll be

I’m a done man and you’re runnin' from the zombies

Run, run, run from me

Run, run, run for the hills left