6 Million Stories
Foreign Beggars Lyrics


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London Town, How much I rate you
Number one spot they in a rush to fake you
Never really know where she wants to take you
Cold hearted bitch I love and hate you
The city where the grind equates to
Knife crime in spates, they bide time, draw their blinds and stay cool
A hundred street cameras, that peep that madness
the pressures nonstop we release in stanzas
So many closed doors tho she's open minded
These bright city lights got some folk so blinded
There ain't doubt what the rain clouds are lined with
High rise flats for the rich to hide in
Safe way above our concrete plots the real peak
Wonder what she'd have to say if her walls could speak
Things you maybe couldn't perceive with skewed vision?
6 million stories to tell, who's listening


London Town big city of dreams
London Town big city of fiends
Shit is staged think you livin a screenplay
Seems everybody's feelin squeeze
Everyone wishin the livin was cheap
Same breath buckin bits blowing more than they keep
(Breeze) blocks on ya feet tryna swim through the deep
Shit, 3 day Stamina's considered a feat
Everything we spend just benefits the man
How These kids shift product, pen really is a plan b
Ask yourself you really the man b?
Hollerin’ at shotters more often than family
People think privilege is a figure of speech
But to eat they never had to shif’ a brick on the streets
Never had to shif’ a bit to a fiend for nutrition
Six million stories to tell it but who's listening

Is london just property portfolios for tycoons on the rodeo
The bull is bucking hard like its seconds from an overdose
The rider isn’t overthrown, rider holds his form
Rider’s had the structures on his side since he was born
Big fish, little fish, fighting for a name
Mistake the net they caught him for a pretty silver chain
Til its dead fish, served on a bed of dead fame
At a buffet for the bankers. More champagne.
Meanwhile, eyes glistening
Kids throwing acid in the faces of delivery men
Anything to get a little somethin’ from the bigger man
That’s more sinking sand
Now he’s dangling from the hook, looks ripped to bits
But he’s still spittin’ blood back up at the fisherman
Eyes swivellin’, sayin’ “I’m not giving in”
Six million stories to tell, but he’s sick of ‘em

Everyman tryna get rich in a land
Love the way twenty grand fits in me hand




Raise a london with the sticks n the gangs
When it comes to stories got six million

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Foreign Beggars's song "6 Million Stories" reflect the complex relationship between the artist and the city of London. The song begins with a conflicting sentiment towards the city, expressing both love and hate for its cold-hearted nature. The grind and hustle of London are emphasized, with references to knife crime and the constant surveillance of street cameras. The lyrics also highlight the contrast between the rich and the struggling, as high-rise flats provide a safe haven for the wealthy while others face the harsh realities of urban life.


The chorus paints a picture of London as a city of dreams and fiends, where life feels like a staged screenplay and everyone longs for a more affordable existence. The song critiques the disparity between the privileged and the marginalized, questioning the value society places on certain lives. The lyrics suggest that in the hustle and struggle to survive, many stories go unheard and ignored.


The third verse delves deeper into the power dynamics of London, portraying the city as a property playground for the wealthy. The metaphor of the bull and the rider symbolizes the control and manipulation exerted by those in power. The lyrics touch on the dark underbelly of the city, with references to acid attacks and desperation for survival. Despite the challenges, the song concludes with a spark of resilience, as the singer refuses to give in and continues to reclaim their voice.


Overall, "6 Million Stories" presents a complex and layered exploration of the struggles and contradictions of life in London, highlighting the disparities between wealth and poverty, power and vulnerability, and the need for the untold stories to be heard.


Line by Line Meaning

London Town, How much I rate you
London, I have a high opinion of you and hold you in high regard.


Number one spot they in a rush to fake you
Everyone wants to pretend they are at the top in London, trying to fake their success.


Never really know where she wants to take you
London is unpredictable and always keeps you guessing about where it will lead you.


Cold hearted bitch I love and hate you
London can be both loved and hated due to its harsh and unforgiving nature.


The city where the grind equates to
In London, hard work and perseverance lead to success.


Knife crime in spates, they bide time, draw their blinds and stay cool
There is a high level of knife crime in London, and criminals wait for the right moment to strike while remaining hidden and calm.


A hundred street cameras, that peep that madness
There are numerous surveillance cameras on the streets of London that capture the chaos and madness happening.


the pressures nonstop we release in stanzas
We express and release the constant pressure and stress of London life through our lyrics and music.


So many closed doors tho she's open minded
London may have many barriers, but it is also open to new ideas and possibilities.


These bright city lights got some folk so blinded
The vibrant and dazzling lights of the city blind some people from the harsh realities of London.


There ain't doubt what the rain clouds are lined with
The rain clouds in London are filled with sadness and despair.


High rise flats for the rich to hide in
The wealthy inhabitants of London live in luxurious high-rise apartments, isolating themselves from the rest.


Safe way above our concrete plots the real peak
The true pinnacle of success is far removed from the struggles and challenges faced in our urban environment.


Wonder what she'd have to say if her walls could speak
If the walls of London could talk, it would be interesting to hear what they have witnessed and experienced.


Things you maybe couldn't perceive with skewed vision?
There are aspects and realities of London that may be hard to understand or see clearly because of biased perspectives.


6 million stories to tell, who's listening
There are countless stories and experiences in London, but not many people are paying attention or willing to listen.


London Town big city of dreams
London is a major city where many people come with hopes and dreams.


London Town big city of fiends
London also has its share of addicts and people struggling with addiction.


Shit is staged think you livin a screenplay
Everything in London seems orchestrated and planned, making it feel like living in a movie.


Seems everybody's feelin squeeze
Everyone in London feels pressured and stressed.


Everyone wishin the livin was cheap
People in London long for a more affordable cost of living.


Same breath buckin bits blowing more than they keep
People in London spend more money than they can afford, leaving them with little to save.


(Breeze) blocks on ya feet tryna swim through the deep
Navigating through the difficult and challenging situations in London feels like trying to swim with heavy weights on your feet.


Shit, 3 day Stamina's considered a feat
In London, having the energy and endurance to keep going for three days straight is seen as an accomplishment.


Everything we spend just benefits the man
All the money we spend in London ultimately ends up benefiting those in power and authority.


How These kids shift product, pen really is a plan b
Young people in London resort to selling drugs because they see it as a backup plan.


Ask yourself you really the man b?
Question your own self-worth and whether you truly hold power and influence in London.


Hollerin’ at shotters more often than family
In London, people are more likely to communicate and connect with drug dealers than their own family members.


People think privilege is a figure of speech
Some believe that the concept of privilege is just a rhetorical device and not a real issue.


But to eat they never had to shif’ a brick on the streets
However, these privileged individuals have never had to engage in illegal activities to survive or make a living.


Never had to shif’ a bit to a fiend for nutrition
They have never had to sell drugs to someone in desperate need for sustenance.


Six million stories to tell it but who's listening
There are countless stories in London, but it feels as if nobody is paying attention or cares to listen.


Is london just property portfolios for tycoons on the rodeo
Is London simply a place where wealthy individuals invest in real estate and make money like it's a spectacle or show?


The bull is bucking hard like its seconds from an overdose
The city's real estate market is experiencing intense activity and speculation, resembling a dangerous situation on the brink of collapse.


The rider isn’t overthrown, rider holds his form
The wealthy individuals controlling and profiting from the real estate market remain in power and maintain their position.


Rider’s had the structures on his side since he was born
These individuals have benefited from the existing structures and systems from the moment they were born, giving them an unfair advantage.


Big fish, little fish, fighting for a name
Various individuals, both influential and less significant, are competing for recognition and success in London.


Mistake the net they caught him for a pretty silver chain
Some mistake the trap or system that entraps them for something valuable or desirable but, in reality, it is restricting and constraining.


Til its dead fish, served on a bed of dead fame
Eventually, those who fall into the trap of the system end up being exploited and discarded, their fame and success fading away.


At a buffet for the bankers. More champagne.
Meanwhile, the wealthy bankers and elites enjoy their luxuries and extravagances, indulging in excesses like an endless buffet.


Meanwhile, eyes glistening
While this is happening, the eyes of the wealthy glitter with excitement and satisfaction.


Kids throwing acid in the faces of delivery men
Young individuals in London resort to violent acts, such as throwing acid at innocent delivery workers.


Anything to get a little somethin’ from the bigger man
These desperate actions stem from the desire to extract something from those in power or positions of authority.


That’s more sinking sand
However, engaging in such behavior only leads to further destruction and despair.


Now he’s dangling from the hook, looks ripped to bits
The person involved in these violent acts is now caught in a dangerous situation, appearing battered and torn.


But he’s still spittin’ blood back up at the fisherman
Nevertheless, he refuses to give in and continues to fight against the person who set the trap.


Eyes swivellin’, sayin’ 'I’m not giving in'
His eyes are filled with determination and resilience, as if saying, 'I will not surrender.'


Six million stories to tell, but he’s sick of ‘em
There are countless stories and experiences in London, but he has grown tired and weary of them.


Everyman tryna get rich in a land
Everyone in London is striving to become wealthy and successful in this competitive environment.


Love the way twenty grand fits in me hand
People in London are fascinated by the feeling of holding a large sum of money, even if it's just twenty thousand pounds.


Raise a london with the sticks n the gangs
Growing up in London, people have to navigate through dangerous neighborhoods and criminal gangs.


When it comes to stories got six million
Regarding personal experiences and narratives, London has an abundance of stories, with six million being a metaphorical representation of many tales to tell.




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: EBOW GRAHAM, KATE TEMPEST, MUJTABA TAUQIR, PAVAN MUKHI, GEOFFREY TETTEH, KATE CALVERT, LAURENCE READING, SCOTT GARCIA

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The Gandzio

This is their best song from this album.

Foreign Beggars

JoIjIoL love family.. visitations holds a special place... Scorz was supposed to be on asylum speakers so was a blessing to finally make it happen

Tomáš Jenčo

@JoIjIoL I mean plenty gyals are temp but Kate be the Tempest!

JoIjIoL

I personally think Visitations is the best song on the album, but honestly, this is a really close second. I love the message behind the two tracks. When I'm listening to 6 Million Stories, I often find myself going straight to Kate Tempest's verse, even though they all had great verses.

Dubsitivity

Dammed beggars! Extremely fucking good one👌💯

Santa Isa. Zoo

this deserved more bionic on it!

deconstrict

Foreign Beggars You're My Favorite!!!!!!!!!!! =D ( PLEASE RESPOND MY FELLOW MATE'S )

Foreign Beggars

deconstrict sup fammo

Ambient Traveller

sublime <3

Elusive Shade

Guys, please, who can help with lycirs? I'm not an engish speaker, but want to know the text. Can't find any links of this(

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