Not too long ago in a land called London I was feeling low and my life came undone I didnt even have a penny to my name My minutes in the hours were just floatin down the drain So I started to think with the drink in the pub That I could be pursuing other stuff Cause I told you take the rough with the smooth, now listen to the groove Time gets past it, the feeling lasted Music blasted but nothing past its stone Gonna get my own, now were in the zone Everythings a mist to me and everythings a mystery The things in life you wish to be Were leaving it to history Better catch this life cause its floatin past Were in the game and were in to last No one knows when fate gets past If Im gonna go Im goin out with a blast Gotta sort it out but your shit Just turned away, just turned away girl, just turned away Tryna sort my problems out from daytoday From day to day girl, from day to day Then there were the days went no where at all But then I started sprayin on the trains and the walls Got a girl and my life got better Left a few men feelin bit better So pretty and her eyes were green Felt proud to bring her out on the scene About a year I was with her for And when we broke it left me quite sore So I clicked my heels and kept walking Seen another that I like, now were talking Well if theres a boat to the sun, I tell you every one wants on If life for you has just begun, theres summer at the end of the run So when the summer days blaze on Sip a beer and look to the sun and keep it ninetyeight percent fun Be glad when your life times done, one Gotta sort it out but your shit just turned away Just turned away girl, just turned away Tryna sort my problems out from daytoday From day to day girl, from day to day Wake up early and my eyes are glazed Reminiscing all them old school days When I spent every day in a haze Looking out for your loved ones pays New Era, new serial number When I wake from slumber, hear the thunder rumble Dont tumble, Franks in the jungle Grey cells automatically tell tails From Ireland to Wales, wind in my sails Sun on my face and when Im gone there wont be no trace Captivate, demonstrate, its about time to castrate The truth from the fiction, feel the friction burns As we learn to take turns, now listen to my terms Cause every single one in the world gotta turn Were leaving you third degree burns, as the wheel of fortune turns Gotta sort it out but your shit just turned away Just turned away girl, just turned away Tryna sort my problems out from daytoday From day to day girl, from day to day Gotta sort it out but your shit just turned away Just turned away girl, just turned away Tryna sort my problems out from daytoday From day to day girl, from day to day If shit gets bad youre gonna pull out of it Think twice if youve got any doubts with it Cause its not about pain in this life we live in Let the chapter begin Keep on graspin keep on lastin Make the future better than the pasts been Live everyday cause it could be your last on Now youre tied to the mast son 22 years in the land called London Been dark been bright been fun son This is for my peers in the land called London Got your back when your world comes undone Seen a few deaths and tragedies I know there souls are afloat on the breeze, so for you Im burning some trees, cant ever forget the deceased Every sing day in the land called London Some bodies tryna look out for a some one Lace up my shoes so they dont come undone These are my words and this is my last one
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