Run to the Hills enough
Grime-punk protest anthem with spoken-word intro and shouted chorus. Raw, angry, and satirical. Verses blend grime flow and spoken rap, calling out government corruption, war funding, and social injustice. Chorus explodes with punk energy: “Run to the hills, I’ve had enough! Lock me in a lab, this world’s too rough!” Gritty, dystopian vibe—think CCTV glitches, underground rebellion, and working-class rage. Inspired by UK grime, punk, and political unrest. Tempo: high energy, aggressive. Mood: defiant, urgent, cathartic.
Run to the Hills enough
Grime-punk protest anthem with spoken-word intro and shouted chorus. Raw, angry, and satirical. Verses blend grime flow and spoken rap, calling out government corruption, war funding, and social injustice. Chorus explodes with punk energy: “Run to the hills, I’ve had enough! Lock me in a lab, this world’s too rough!” Gritty, dystopian vibe—think CCTV glitches, underground rebellion, and working-class rage. Inspired by UK grime, punk, and political unrest. Tempo: high energy, aggressive. Mood: defiant, urgent, cathartic.
Lyrics
From pits to bits, they sold our grit Now we’re funding wars we never lit Foreign lands, billionaire sands While we’re scraping by with blistered hands
Fook me, this gov’s a joke, From coal dust dreams to the banker’s smoke They shut the pits, then shut the doors Now we’re just pawns in their offshore wars Taxed to death, can’t catch a breath Council bills got me fearing debt They sip champagne, we sip regret And still they ain’t done bleeding us yet
They fund their mates, their twisted schemes While we drown in broken dreams No justice, just budget benders And party lines with hidden agendas
Run to the hills, I’ve had enough! Lock me in a lab, this world’s too rough You all need rehab, truth’s too tough We’re the ones who suffer while they bluff!
Our lands, our hands, our fathers’ fight Not for this circus of left and right Not for paedos shielded by law Not for backroom deals behind closed doors We bleed, they feed, we scream unheard They twist our pain into PR words
What happened to honour? What happened to truth? They weaponised lies and poisoned our youth Now we’re just numbers, stats on a screen In a system that’s rigged, obscene, unclean
Run to the hills, I’ve had enough! Lock me in a lab, this world’s too rough You all need rehab, truth’s too tough We’re the ones who suffer while they bluff!
From pits to silence, from pride to shame But we still burn with a rebel flame...