This Life

[Intro]

Wretch 32, Y dot Wizz (Wretchclart)

Combination camp (hehe) chain gang chain gang

Yeah,Just looking a certain things this life

Ain't getting no better. Not to say I'm not involved

(which I am but) Wretchclart. Need to change man

Need to change

[Verse 1]

Look, I can see why this happened

No-one wants to get clapped up

So they get strapped up quicker

They roll with nines and clap that trigger

Its be a victim or attack that nig......

Thats how it is thats actually how we live

Be active or become a victim of the tax we give

We're making people ish their pants

Its like we're Laxative

Thats the way that we live

If you ain't in your crib

It you're out on the road

With a mouth full of gold

White chains on your neck

White mountains of O's

Those who take out those who oppose

If you're real then you roll

If you ain't best you blow

Its repetitive patterns repeating

People are packing and clapping

Beating the Macs deleting the Prats

I'm speaking the facts

Straps leave you leaking like taps

Believe it it's that, So don't  get capped

[Chorus]

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

[Verse 2]

We went from rushing

To leaving people's blood gushing

Fist fighting is played out

You're a fool if you ain't down

Your intellect won't intercept the bullet

It will still leave your brains out

And thats out of your head

Thats now Damilola Taylor

Bled to his death

He wasn't involved so it made him a target

He wasn't on road they were taking advantage

But this ain't a game there's no aggregate

Its Ghetto but it ain't fabulous

It gets cold it heats up when the candle is lit

And that's usually a funeral

And you get the killers with a bigger tool

It's a cycle they don't think that a job

Will earn them an honest living but crime will

But I'm still open to my options

I ain't just sitting on road

I am waiting for a weap-tion

[Chorus]

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

[Verse 3]

(Yeah Wretchclart)

Hate it or like it

But I'd rather get on with the task in hand

I'll act my age till I past my gran

Ask you Nan what it was like in her day

When people had to fight for rights

And couldn't get them

Equal weren't a word we had to rely on Second

And even if they said the word

Fu-*distortion*-er we couldn't deck em'

Imagine they say time is the essence

Well time made youts use nines as their weapon

Who's lives as they tek em'

Youts die by the second

I ain't preaching cause they'll

See the light when it beckons

Yeah, I reckon it'll be too late

To change the fate, break the chain

And start again

I'm shook, my little sister sees a G in me

I don't want her future to end up like my history

I'm being real, I don't want to see her gripping steel

Let alone trine wheel and deal

[Chorus]

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

We went from fist fights to knives

To holes in your shirt this life ain't nice

It only gets worse

Till you roll in your hearse

Carnations beside it, the nations dislike it

Its hate it or like it

[Outro]

Listen the population is dying out

We have to keep the seeds growing

Build a foundation, its not a joke you know

Its one life we're living