Solomon Eagle - Jamie T

I feel everything deep in my head it’s spinning

Good and evil lost in the city with the people

And it’s ticking, we won’t be forgiven

My names Solomon, Solomon, Solomon Eagle

Run through the city full of evil

Streets like the jungle, keep your head down

Keep your hands up when you move around

And God willing, they can all make a killing

I’m on top of this dropping this sipping a sequel

Stun guns and tear gas people

When police line up pulling truncheons out

They beat the mob down to disperse the crowd

And God willing, we can all make a killing

Its not the devil, pulling you down

This retribution, comes from above

This is God, this is God giving up on us

This is God giving up

And its bottles and bricks, makeshift wicks

Balaclav, Molotov, number 1 hits

Coming with the trick, leaving in a whip

Weazing out my lungs as the truncheon hits

And there’s nothing like revenge hidden in success

Served so cold that the beef can’t sweat

Solomon is blessed, Solomon see’s you

Cower in the corner looking up at the steeple

I’m the only get to know me, I’m the one with her blood on my hands

I’m here to show you, here to tell you that I love you in the city of the damned

And though I love you, I will leave you and I leave you in the desert hot sand

I’ll introduce you to the devil and the devil he will take you by the hand

It’s not the devil pulling you down

This retribution comes from above

This is God, this is God giving up on us

This is God giving up

I feel everything deep in my head, it’s spinning

Good and evil lost in the city with the people

It’s not the devil pulling you down

This retribution, comes from above

This is God, this is God giving up on us

This is God giving up

It’s not the devil pulling you down

This retribution, comes from above

This is God, this is God giving up on us

This is God giving up