Brixton Briefcase Lyrics

In here my Brixton briefcase (yea)
Where they cross the palm
London is burning (yea)
But the beat goes onFeel my power (power)
The electric life
New York boys (yea)
Run the town tonightWe don't need no fighting
Fo this beautiful girls around
But you goin' change, mc London (?)
As soon as the sun goes down[Repeat x2]
Turn it on
Hey!
Oh, turn it on
Hey!I got a Brixton briefcase (yea)
Industry of sound
Words betrayed
The Italian down (?)It's a Brixton briefcase (briefcase)
Is that such a sin?

Books get better (back on?)
Makin' a Chelsea ??How do you, anymore of
Smile until you get her (?)
Shake your ass for me, mama
They're playin' your favorite song[Repeat x2]
Turn it on
Hey!
Oh, turn it on
Hey!Four of records
Nothing's solved
Turn it up and loud on
Tell off bills: fuck off! (?)Upon my feelin'
Upon my friends
But do not do that shame (?)
There are two of the endsOohh ?????
Pretending to be posh
Baby, their music (?)
Puttin' a wanker with such a porshe (?)[Repeat x2]
Get it up
Hey!
Oh, get it up
Hey!I got a Brixton briefcase
Feel my power
Got a Brixton briefcase
F-f-feel my power
Songwriters
NOWELS, RICK / GREEN, CEE / MILTON, SAUL / KENNARD, WILL /Published by
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