Signs In Life

There are lots of signs in life

Some that you may not like

You could be livin this minute …

And next minute you're gone away

So hold up your hands my brothers

And be conscious my sisters

And by your words, you will get paid

True, you can move food on the street

Did a bitta that, got bored of that

Didn't move the brown or the crack

Use to pick up for the fact

I could make more back by breaking down to scores n that

Stack to buy out the stores n that

Didn't give a ******t about laws of that

But I did give a ******t about getting locked up

Or get boxed up, sentenced you'll get about 4 for that

Crap, you aint so rich now

I bet you feel like a ****** now

Coz where's all your fancy ******t now

Where's your whips, chicks and your bits now

******t, you should have fixed up

****** drugs, the mic you should have picked up

And it was all for the big bucks

Now you're sitting in a cell doing sit ups

Look I told you this ******t's ******

The ghetto lifestyle's too much

If I bust, be proud of me

You can't take it out of me

So im a bit stuck

But, I got too much to lose now

Love my life, and

I don't wanna lose out

Im still about,

Im home sweet home

In the ends, like

I don't wanna move out

Im too bad

There are lots of signs in life

Some that you may not like

You could be livin this minute …

And next minute you're gone away

So hold up your hands my brothers

And be conscious my sisters

And by your words, you will get paid

Look, you can do moves on the street

Id rather spit bars on the beat

Id rather that than nick cars every week

But jack is when

I split scars with the heat

So Im solo like the guitars and the beat

But this rhyming ******t is for me

I live this, drink this, eat this, ******t this

And I've even writ bars in my sleep

But I aint on hype,

I've had enough phase

Ghetto's probably inside, hope he bust

K's That undergrounds like roll this, a tough race

You can be living this minute, then gone again like mum you was right

And I was wrong again

But Im strong again

Still moved on again

Ten more minutes and

I writ another song again

If I can do it, you can im a true fan

Up and coming

MC's big up you man

The doors open but

I aint through man

Im'a ball through like a cue dan

Watch me, aint gonna let no-one stop me

UK im gonna break you properly

And If you aint gonna watch me do that, move back

Who's that?

K-A … I knew that

And I know its not easy, and

I know what you're feeling

Just believe me

There are lots of signs in life

Some that you may not like

You could be livin this minute …

And next minute you're gone away

So hold up your hands my brothers

And be conscious my sisters

And by your words, you will get paid

There are lots of signs in life

Some that you may not like

You could be living this minute

And next minute you're gone away

I fear my safety,

I fear im bait, but

I cant put my skills to waste

Because if you're living by the gun you surely will get blazed

I still don' blaze, refuse to smoke my life away

Refuse to die before

I try then put the mic away

This life of

K, is just one big hype for praise

Right, night, record then start to write okay

But Im just saying, back on hype of

Kane But only

Im to blame

Today I saw the signs that came, and it's not a good look

But that's life they say, crime pays

And Ill stop crime whenever this grime decides to pay

But grime aint making me mill's

So Im picking up a 9 today

And spittin' aint getting me deals

But this ******ts just getting real

There are lots of signs in life

Some that you may not like

You could be livin this minute …

The next minute you're gone away

So hold up your hands my brothers

And be conscious my sisters

And by your words, you will get paid

There are lots of sugns in life

Some that you may not like

You could be living this minute

And next minute your gone away

So hold up your hands my brothers

And be conscious my sisters

And by words, you will get paid