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Another cold night, I'm all I can't eat right,
Dreams of being locked up again, I can't right,
Got me walking on my Js under the street light,
Asking myself 'why he had to die in that fight?',
But, you can't life, especially the street life,
It likes to smile up in your face and your ribs up with a knife,
Thinkin' the price of your life is the price of your ice,
So what's the price I play to number on the wrong dice,
We need to think twice, we need to three or four times,
A poor man will spend his saving for some three or four nines,
Just to stuck in the endz, committing more crimes,
Yeah I'm still stuck in the endz, and is your times,
But, the way I see it, ain't changed,
coz in the day, the way that we're living's still the same,
I feel the blood in the rain, my buddy is pain,
me and him roll everyday up in my brain,
If I could buy time, I'd rob a and buy my whole life,
But I can't, so I can't mind if time to die,
I've realised, so much, it's for us to grow up,
things I've seen with my eyes would make you throw up,
And certain things I've done myself made me hate myself,
We need to globally that money ain't our wealth,
In the palms of the hands we're all held,
Robbing and killing ourselves when will we realise hell that we're living in,
Politicians pushing penicillin by the as well as heroin
and telling us peddling,
Realise globally, we need to ahead of them,
In times of armageddon where your death bed gets on,
Realise, stand up and look in eyes,
Live wise and help another brother out his life,
You'd make your mum so proud if you put gun down,
It's to pick up a book and pen and put down your knives,
I'm so sick of mandem for pounds,
The queen's heads gone to our heads,
For pennies man are man down,
And it gets me mad how man are out now,
Popping champs' in a while their wifes on the dole,
Left at home with two to raise all on her own,
And she'll never raise enough to get a of her own,
The world's all about and money is the root to all evil,
Polluting our people, nobody's equal, money is lethal, let it lead you,
It will bleed you, and take your from underneath you,
Mandem wanna beat you and murderers wanna you,
Leave you see-through and leave you sleeping the sea-food,
Money's so deceitful don't let it lead you,
Just be, true to yourself you're dealing with wealth,
Buying can't help you or anyone else,
Just the rich stay rich and help degrade ourselves,
We all need to wake up and saving ourselves,
I'm, trips to prison, visiting mandem that are trapped in the system,
won't listen to this wisdom I give them,
I told them don't give in but all see is bloody visions,
The life they live allow them to picture better living,
It's got me sitting wishing, life I live was different,
Instead of shady missions of a man go missing,
I see my life flash before me the thing goes whizzing,
I was raised into system, I'm straight-up poverty driven,
Pump my fist in the skies, I tell a lie,
I tell a man I love him then wish, for his demise,
So fuck the man that wanna fuck me while I'm my eyes,
Sleep is the cousin of so I don't sleep I just lie,
and rest my head, the day I'm dead I'm one of a kind,
Them man they they're something, they're nothing, them mandem are blind,
29 they're rolling with fake friends on the line,
they're hard living at mummies yard, you're shook of the swine,
You're of my rhy. hehehe