Survive It - Ghostpoet, Roots Manuva, Gang Panang

I’m 44 years old and life ain’t golden

Like Jill Scott said

When you got no cash

Got no check book, got no credit card

Life is pretty hard

I’m sure you can see that and plus under-rated, plus bear knock-backs

Been shown the door cause they talking 'bout cutbacks

And you think «what next?»

left or the right door

Key in the door but the door won’t open and heartbeat frozen

Look to the heavens, but nobody’s coming and the pie’s in the oven

So you stop mind wandering, and back to the present

It’s a dinner for one with the dimmer lights on

And you’re trying get atmosphere

Like she was here, but she’s long gone

Like Rocky Balboa and Adrian

Teardrops while you sip on the Evian

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a licence to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a license to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it

I gotta move man, but it’s hard when you’re glued in place;

I so desperately wanna leave this pace

In a steamy hot bath I just hide my face;

The world looks different underwater

I could’ve had a son or a daughter

When I had the chance took a trip to Majorca

Life is a funny thing with the twists and turns

And in the bad times it just breaks and burns

But as you get older you just live and learn

You shrug your shoulders and be the bigger man

But I remember, nights in December

Fairy lights and torn up wrapping paper and happy times

Now it’s happy slaps and «how big’s your gat?»

and all that crap;

I’m like allow that

I know there’s reason to part but I’ll get through

If I just remember that:

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a license to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a license to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it

I know

Times are hard

You’re against the wall, and

Your head is down, but

I think

You’ll get there soon

Just have a little faith mate

It’ll all turn out great

Yeah

It’s all mapped out, like one of them Sat-Navs

You need to get over there, then down to here

Go down the road and left at the roundabout

Head out the window, so much to shout about

I’m naturally buzzing, allow pessimism

To burn in the flames like a phoenix has risen, well I hope so

That’s the plan in the end: get a nice house, a few true friends

A wife I can cry with, laugh and create with

Kids so beautiful they’re truly a blessing

But I’m just guessing, just speculating

Thinking out loud you know all that’s what I do

And I don’t know much but I know what is right

Don’t want regrets, going to try my best

But I’m only a man doing what I can

And I’ll go forth with these words in my hand, in my hand:

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a license to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no

I ain’t on a license to kill like double-O

I just wanna live life and survive it