Not too long ago in a land called London
I was feeling low and my life came undone
I didn't 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 we're in the zone
Everything's a mist to me and everything's a mystery
The things in life you wish to be, we're leaving it to history
Better catch this life 'cause it's floatin' past
We're in the game and we're in to last
No one knows when fate gets past
If I'm gonna go, I'm 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 day to day
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 we're talking
Well if there's a boat to the sun, I tell you every one wants on.
If life for you has just begun, there's 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 98% 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 day to day
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, don't tumble, [unverified] in the jungle
Grey cells automatically tell tails
From Ireland to Wales, wind in my sails
Sun on my face and when I'm gone there won't be no trace
Dapivate, 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
We're 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 day to day
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 day to day
From day to day, girl, from day to day
If shit gets bad you're gonna pull out of it
Think twice if you've 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 past's been
Live everyday 'cause it could be your last on
Now you're 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 their souls are afloat on the breeze
So for you I'm burning some trees
Can't ever forget the deceased
Every sing day in the land called London
Somebody's tryna' look out for a some one
Lace up my shoes so they don't come undone
These are my words and this is my last one