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KANO : Signs In Life lyrics

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KANO lyrics : "Signs In Life"

there are lots of signs in life
some that you may not like

you could be living this minute
the next minute your gone away
so hold up your heads my brothers

and be concious my sisters
and by the worse you will get paid

[Verse 1:]
true, you can move food on the streets
did a bit of that got bored of that

didnt move the brown or da crack
use to pick up for the facts
I could make more back by breaking down to scores n that

Stack to buy out the stores n that
Didn't give a %#@! about laws or that
But I did give a %#@! 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 prick now

Coz where's all your fancy %#@! now
Where's your whips, chicks and your bits now
%#@!, 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

Blood I told you this %#@!'s $#&@ed
The ghetto lifestyle's too much
If I bust, be proud of me

But 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 proud


[Verse 2:]
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 %#@! is for me
I live this, drink this, eat this, %#@! 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

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
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 gon' 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 got 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 %#@!s just getting real


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