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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 worst, 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 shit about loads of that
But I did give a shit 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 shit now
Where's your whips, chicks and your bits now
Shit, you should have fixed up
Fuck 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 shit's fucked
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 worst, 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 shit is for me
I live this, drink this, eat this, shit 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 worst, 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 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 shits 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 worst, 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 worst, you will get paid
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 worst, 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 shit about loads of that    But I did give a shit 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 shit now    Where's your whips, chicks and your bits now    Shit, you should have fixed up    Fuck 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 shit's fucked    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 worst, 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 shit is for me    I live this, drink this, eat this, shit 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 worst, 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 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 shits 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 worst, 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 worst, you will get paid