Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prose
Performer
Charlie Hugall
Drum Programming
Michael Murray
Vocals
David Stone
Bass Guitar
Lee Royle
Guitar
Hanni Ibrahim
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Murray
Composer
David Stone
Composer
Lee Royle
Composer
Phil Plested
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sunny
Producer
Charlie Hugall
Mixing Engineer
Mazen Murad
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
At night I watch the sky
And hope I might catch the heavens out
And see an angel overhead
And as she does, she spreads the cloud
Shines a light on every town
The rain it fell so heavy
Just a second, now can't get to ground
She gently plays a melody
That deafens nearly every sound
On an instrument
I reckon it that heaven said we're best without
I feel a burning in my chest an' mouth
I fight the urge to utter words
I've never heard or ever said aloud
She levitates right next to me
Turns to me and stretches out
And says to me she's sent to pass a message
I should spread around
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in
I had it with it
This is for the man
And the man is why we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women
So we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in
I've had it with it
Carried the weight of the world
Placed upon our backs
And this shit
The most the dads are missing
This is my ballad dis is
We all have a destination
I just chose the roughest path
I picked the way paved with
Hatred, broken bones a rugged glass
Broken home
No fucking dad
Roam alone
And trust no man
Only bone the bitches
'Cause the no good hoes
On just your cash
I'm sleeping in a coma
You don't know how much you love a gaff
Mummy took a plane across the pond
Now she ain't coming back
I need near enough bag
Just to hear my mother laugh
Travel half the world away
Just to touch a loving hand
I could write a sad song
But it wont right the wrongs
Or get back what we lost
So I just sing my ballad
For the world to sing along
For the world to sing along
For the world to sing my
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in
I had it with it
This is for the man
And the man is why we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women
So we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in
I've had it with it
Carried the weight of the world
Placed upon our backs
And this shit
The most the dads are missing
This is my ballad dis is
You need to understand
This the road I chose
We're all part of someone's plan
But what that is, bro no one knows
I feel so alone
On this lonely road
I ain't sure how long it is
And I don't know how low it goes
I've become a criminal
Let him without sin throw a stone
Need someone to hold me close
And tell me we're going home
I'm fucking up a mic
I wanna host a show
Let everyone know it's PROSE
And see that I'm a rolling stone
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in, man
I had it with it
This is for the man
And the man is why we don't have the riches
Can't put our trust in the women
So we embarrass bitches
This is my ballad dis is
One thing that matters
In this shitty inner city that we live in
I've had it with it
Carried the weight of the world
Placed upon our backs
And this shit
Most of our dads are missing
This is my ballad dis is
This is my ballad dis is
This is my ballad dis is
This is my ballad dis is
The one thing that matters in
This Shitty inner city
This is my ballad dis is
This is my ballad dis is
This is my ballad dis is
The one thing that matters in
This Shitty inner city
Writer(s): Dave Stone, Mike Murray, Lee Royle, Philip Plested
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