Life Dust
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โฑ๏ธ 3:30 duration
๐ ID: 23448651
๐ Lyrics
Cah there's more to life than fucked up beginnings
Raised up in the 90s on some tough luck and shillings
Hubba bubba tape, spaghetti hoops and turkey dinosaurs
It's not wrong to try pursue a worthy kind of cause
Splurt from minor wars, fuck the jakes, Bedtime by eight
Nine candles on my cake, April 14, 93 the very date
Now I'm running out of runway
Never gave a fuck on what my mum say
Early church on Sunday, dealing with extremities
We was having fun we didn't plan on making memories
Ignite the fiction with a slight inscription, of life's depiction
And for some the pipe is wisdom when your brother's trying to fight addiction
You can't suffice, now addiction is a must, afflictions of the just
Written through descriptions of disgust, In these times that are wild
Where parents don't understand the mind of a child
Life's bizarre, another day, another lost adventure
Jacking phones, rollerblading through the shopping centre
Embarking on a path of rocky roads and foggy travels
Brighton beach to play the slot machines with toffee apples
Plots unravel, pictures smiling with my mum
Happy times are done, feel to pack my bags and run
It's cold but I'm bathing in a fire of stress
Haters chatting gimmicks but admire the quest
Because the higher the endurance it's the higher the test
Now I became a better person and required the best
Yes
There's been many errors of my life
I've had many shakes of the dice
How do I get better as I stride
I've learned to see the snakes and their lies
As a kid, playing happy families with the next door neighbour
The rude boy on his best behaviour
In front of mummy, other than that though, up to no good
Just like the other kids, the future adults, on some other shit
Smoking plain paper, we used to roll with it
Had a love for the ritual before I even know I did
That was on some pre-teen, pre-yard, Nnine shit
Up on the mics is how we'd spend time kid
I moved to yard before I hit my teens
But still I had a love for hip-hop like it's in my genes
I'm up on the sound, I'm cutting these dubs, I'm doing this shit for real
My people around me telling me that I got some kind of skill
I'm mashing up stages now, in a couple of places now
But then I go back to UK and humble myself
Because I ain't famous now, you know how I play it down
Shit, if you know you know me
I remember when I found my homie
Hey Zeus, walking home, realised he does music
Rolled up a spliff and he allowed me to twos it
Put me onto some vinyl shit, and what he was doing
I was impressed so we connected, now we flowing like fluid
Formed a clique from RDL to Prestigious, we all affiliates
Some of us don't chat to each other, over silly shit
These are just a couple of errors without too much depth
I need a whole book for my life, there's just too much left
Raised up in the 90s on some tough luck and shillings
Hubba bubba tape, spaghetti hoops and turkey dinosaurs
It's not wrong to try pursue a worthy kind of cause
Splurt from minor wars, fuck the jakes, Bedtime by eight
Nine candles on my cake, April 14, 93 the very date
Now I'm running out of runway
Never gave a fuck on what my mum say
Early church on Sunday, dealing with extremities
We was having fun we didn't plan on making memories
Ignite the fiction with a slight inscription, of life's depiction
And for some the pipe is wisdom when your brother's trying to fight addiction
You can't suffice, now addiction is a must, afflictions of the just
Written through descriptions of disgust, In these times that are wild
Where parents don't understand the mind of a child
Life's bizarre, another day, another lost adventure
Jacking phones, rollerblading through the shopping centre
Embarking on a path of rocky roads and foggy travels
Brighton beach to play the slot machines with toffee apples
Plots unravel, pictures smiling with my mum
Happy times are done, feel to pack my bags and run
It's cold but I'm bathing in a fire of stress
Haters chatting gimmicks but admire the quest
Because the higher the endurance it's the higher the test
Now I became a better person and required the best
Yes
There's been many errors of my life
I've had many shakes of the dice
How do I get better as I stride
I've learned to see the snakes and their lies
As a kid, playing happy families with the next door neighbour
The rude boy on his best behaviour
In front of mummy, other than that though, up to no good
Just like the other kids, the future adults, on some other shit
Smoking plain paper, we used to roll with it
Had a love for the ritual before I even know I did
That was on some pre-teen, pre-yard, Nnine shit
Up on the mics is how we'd spend time kid
I moved to yard before I hit my teens
But still I had a love for hip-hop like it's in my genes
I'm up on the sound, I'm cutting these dubs, I'm doing this shit for real
My people around me telling me that I got some kind of skill
I'm mashing up stages now, in a couple of places now
But then I go back to UK and humble myself
Because I ain't famous now, you know how I play it down
Shit, if you know you know me
I remember when I found my homie
Hey Zeus, walking home, realised he does music
Rolled up a spliff and he allowed me to twos it
Put me onto some vinyl shit, and what he was doing
I was impressed so we connected, now we flowing like fluid
Formed a clique from RDL to Prestigious, we all affiliates
Some of us don't chat to each other, over silly shit
These are just a couple of errors without too much depth
I need a whole book for my life, there's just too much left