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Live Once

Everything will be okay, yes it will, come tomorrow,

We gonna see better days, no more sorrow

(Unknown)

This is for the ones in the slums I’ll be saying what’s up,

You aint got to be afraid no more, what the fuck

Why you walking with your head down low pick it up,

Pick it up,

You only live once

(Verse 1: Plan B)

And you can be anything you wanna be,

There aint nothin stoppin’ you just like there weren’t no stopping me,

I’m from the east end with peeps, used to speak cockney

Now its multicultural no one speaks properly

Rhyming slang was invented on the docks to put a block on police

Now the docks aint there and no one cares cus they shottin' B

But still talking code like morse, it aint no mockerny,

But educated people still see it as a mockery,

That’s why they use our slang against us to be derogatory,

We just fuel the fire with our thugged out philosophies,

Like crimes the only way were gonna feed of this economy,

Revert to type, like these self fulfilling prophecies

But we aint no different from them, honestly

Lucks the only reason they werent born into poverty

So never be afraid to say whats in your heart, follow your dreams

Or wanna be somin' that they say you can’t cus i promise G

Everything will be okay

Yes it will, come tomorrow

We gonna see better days

No more sorrow

(Verse 2 :Kano)

Dont make me get llamatic on them

Talking about them cats and robbers

Hustlin' them 16s I guess I’m still trapping on them

Rolex watch and I still ain't got no bachelor honours

Man was from the Ends on influenced from its fragments and shelters

Still we didn't throw no hats in the air

My man was in the studio with hats and them snares

Who thought we would have made it to the BAFTAs this year?

When man was just a pickney with daks and im here

So, anyway, im on a shine, moved from the crime

The only thing thats good about the hood is that we're colour blind

Common goal, common enemy, economise

And still personify a nigger trying not to live a common life

Don't let them make you hate yourself

Im like low batties, everywhere I go is like a hatred on my belt

Her amaze, her rage, she shouldn't be having

No more babies put that lady in her place

You think shes scamming for a bigger place to stay?

Maybe you should try staying in her place

Plus a plasma on the wall can't change the personality of a ill mannered mentality

Damaged goods

(Chorus)

Everything will be okay

Yes it will, come tomorrow

We gonna see better days

No more sorrow

(Unknown)

This is for the ones in the slums I’ll be saying what’s up,

You aint got to be afraid no more, what the fuck

Why you walking with your head down low pick it up,

Pick it up, you only live once

This is for the ones in the slums I’ll be saying whats up,

you aint got to be afraid no more, what the fuck

why you walking with your head down low pick it up,

pick it up, you only live once

(Verse 3: Plan B)

Life is like a game of monopoly

The ones that get ahead start buying up all the properties

Start acting like their aristocracy

And make the late comers pay the price for not rolling the dice properly

They might be winning now but success is a false economy

Playing a game of chance whether recklessly or responsibly

Lady Luck's no brass, can't buy her love it comes for free

Shes a slut, no class, picks at random who she wants to treat

Yeah she could be with you on Oxford , Bond or Regent Street

She'll be gone once you pass go, along with your winning streak

Land on Old Kent Road, the end you deemed was way too cheap

To invest in, and you left them and wish you hadn't

Now youre deep in debt with peeps from Whitechapel East

Who got plastic red Ibis hotels on every street

Sucking all your fake P's until you can't receive

Even though its only make believe

That's a metaphor for life

The only one you'll ever need

Believe

(Chorus)

Everything will be okay

Yes it will, come tomorrow

We gonna see better days

No more sorrow

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