if anyone who doesn’t like her can point me to someone who tells stories about the reality of south london better than she does… then go ahead

Oh, mate.

How surprising that you are requesting a photoshop the same day a Star Wars film is released! :wink:

(haven’t read the thread)

Tempestuous thread

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The new Lady Sovereign

Stealth BOMBer. Stealth BOMBer.

She’s on 6music now everyone!

You could’ve posted this any time in the last 2 years tbf

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I didn’t listen carefully but I am still in physical pain.

I don’t think I’ve ever heard her other than that Renegade video above.

HOT TAKE

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Think they’ll be using that review for the album cover

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The People’s Princess

Have started watching the Pengest Munch, and it’s a pretty good series. I do like a good chicken shop (non-guilty pleasure), and the first review was of the one on Pitfield St, Hoxton that I used to go to when I worked that way! Will try the one in Waterloo too (although these places can be very inconsistent).

I thank the thread for bringing this to my attention.

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You need to read my posts in this thread mate
South or North London, I don’t segregate
’cos murder is murder and it’s not just with guns
There’s people on the streets and living in slums
It’s the same just slower, the same but more quiet
If the dead homeless rose up, I’d predict a riot
Higher and higher they stand on their stilts
Glass and steel palaces that poverty built
They poor you your latte, they drive you to eat
Draw a leaf in the foam, tell the chef no cheese
The buses are red and the phoneboxes are scarce now
We pushed all the good parties out to a warehouse
Mate, everyone’s breaking just trying to fit in
Make no one feel welcome and all will give in
Burn something old to scare off the cold
Score something new to feel something true
Borrow a quid to feed you and your kid
Then write it in blue and you’ll get what’s due

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Yes!

tbf that typo could be quite satirical

it’s easy to write a shit pastiche of her poetry, same as it’s not that hard to write a pastiche of anything - writing a pastiche of Rage Against the Machine wouldn’t be hard but that doesn’t take away from the quality of their music

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NONE TAKEN

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you might have worried me if the first line hadn’t been

:smiley:

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None taken
Look at the face I’m makin’
This is real, mate, I am not fakin’
There’s a fire round here and it’s just wakin’

The case isn’t closed, it’s blown wide open
The trail isn’t cold, it’s hot and smoking
We’re the evidence, mate, we’re the brave
It’s eye for an eye and a grave for a grave

None taken
I put my faith in the rotation
In the ever changin’
Hope in a hope-free situation

Step on the street and I notice my breathing
Inhale the night and exhale my meaning
Wander to Jimmy’s to see who’s still standing
Spitting to soundtrack my lonely meandering

None taken
Fat cats are still shaking
Pennies from the forsaken
They’ve got houses with a massive fucking lake in

Fat cats.
Bankers.
Make a rollie.
Drop anchors.
None taken.
None taken.
None taken.
None taken.

None taken.

mike turned the page, I burst out of my cage onstage
screaming rage from my rib cage to engage the front page

my hiphop is tip top
less marmalade gangster more audio prankster

unwind your mind and hear the first time
cos I’m disinclined to rewind even with a prime drop sublime

it’s time for effortless success as
I profess to impress with my endlessly lyrical effloresce

one direction?
i am multidimensional
ideology projection
lyrical spectacle

i annoy the congregation in dangerous modern ways
you’d look quite comfortable on Songs of Praise

i’m off the chain like Harry Kane
fuckin bostin like Charlie Austin

with the power of a firing squad
my Holy Roar records are louder than God

you contemplate this ornate literary freight
i’ll create weight to make your soul and bones resonate

one direction?
i am multidimensional
dogmatic perfection
lyrical spectacle

the rhymes I spit are five star venomous
whereas 2 out of 10 for yours would be generous

defying gravity, minds come undone
my words blind and stun the moon and sun

no bling no gun, just grab a loved one for good noises spun
only done when past dawn we’ve overrun

quite the claim to be number one
but seriously son, i invented fun