Sunday 27 March 2011

London 2007.


2007 - London.

6 comments:

  1. You see, he feels like Ivan
    BORN under the Brixton sun
    His game is called survivin'
    At the end of the harder they come

    You know it means no mercy
    They caught him with a gun
    No need for the Black Maria
    Goodbye to the Brixton sun

    You can crush us
    You can bruise us
    But you'll have to answer to
    Oh-the guns of Brixton

    ;)

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