Berlin-based MC and artist Lloydfears @lloydfears, originally from The North of engl*nd, returns with a new release on June 22 on Rest Now! After the groundbreaking EP 'Saint & Ogre,' Lloydfears navigates a bleak soundscape with his latest single, 'Selling England.' Unsteady guitar loops, barely there beats and dubbed out echoes from deep in the warehouse provide the backbone of a deep narrative. One that confronts work; honest and otherwise, deceit for survival and control over destructive desires

'Selling England' is an unphased portrayal of the shit we do to pay the rent. Highlighting themes of disenfranchisement and resilience. His lyrical approach does away with the rapid fire flows of his previous output for intimate spoken word that drifts freely across a dense acoustic loop salvaged from cracked vinyl. Lloydfears continues to push the boundaries of grime, delivering a profoundly engaging and introspective listen.
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Music and Lyrics by Lloydfears
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Tam Tam @ Soundrays Studio Berlin
Visuals by Edgar Lugo-Vasquez

LYRICS
They've got me and they know it 
And I know it all too well 
Black passport and I’m fleeing this visa 
Living in a hot white hell

This that 5 wall warehouse 
Starving mouth sound tool
Where every time you take the beating
 you feel better hands around you 
 
I hate it but u crave it  
I'm just glad to dive in it for the payment 
Let a bitch deride me 
I'll beg a ciggie just to steal 5 minutes

Shouts to your working class gimmick
Little man I live it 
Sun bleach blue ambience blinding light ambience 
How do you dance to it

Split shift 7 n a half deep I fuccin wish 
Stab n twist with the Same motions 
Can't fuck her I ain't potent 
starving mouth stale venta black coating 
Shit food I'm bloated 
Piss Christ devotion 

How'd u dance to it 
Strip it all away 
Midday im frail as old chips n gravy 
so low where no one can save me
Hormones Congealing 
Haram all I'm feeling 
I acted like a cunt? what? I said I'm still healing 

I'm high now get Inside me 
Make my eyes meet the ceiling 
Full of excuses like a sub full of bruises 
Pride in the pain cos I took it like a man 
Tell me I'm a good boy for holding it down  

Minimum wage Minimum effort
Anybody stepping on my break get peppered 
Big LF serve salt to the lepers 
Minimum Wage Minimum Effort 
Anybody stepping on my block get peppered 
U know it gets better with the lifeline severed 

I don't even like this music
If u saw me on the rave I was just tryna c-
Get back to the time when I felt like someone
Darkroom fulla straight lads n hash spliffs 
Honestly lad what the fuck is this 
It's a myth
Get back quick 
Get back quick

Sittin with the soldiers that saw too much and never got enough of that vibrant stuff 
Positive moves man ain't no such 
And if the feds ever come round ere its a flood 
What who me yeah kufr as u like lad 
When I wrote calm down that felt like the right path 
She write back 
Take that take that make that yours 
Can't even get hard if I ain't sure 

From the stained glass foreign fields to the iron sky islands
In front of the crowds that just watch and watch 

Days shaped by flesh 
Flesh shapes by days all of these years two times led astray
Still holding onto steel cos it means nowt now
The skin is always stronger ask me how I found out so

Minimum wage Minimum effort
Anybody stepping on my break get peppered 
Big LF serve salt to the lepers 
Minimum Wage Minimum Effort 
Anybody stepping on my block get peppered 
U know it gets better with the lifeline severed

Selling England

Lloydfears is an MC working over ambient pressure
From The North of engl*nd, Brexit baby in Berlin.
co-founder of Druid Club
Post-Grime british reality music, mostly dubbed out echoes of poetry over barely there beats from deep in the warehouse. Masterplan is to break the trance

Not one of the good ones
xo

New tracks tagged #Pressurised Ambient