Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life We Lead, artist - Fliptrix. Album song Theory of Rhyme, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Life We Lead |
| Switch-blade mistakes |
| Leaving kids' tales never heard |
| Victims are physical until they believe the earth |
| This sickness is visual, you don’t need to dig this dirt |
| Addictions are killing citizens before they’ve seen the world |
| Swiggered on a drink until their insides and livers hurt |
| Kids are killing kids and then there’s young women giving birth |
| Driven by their instinct before they’ve ever lived and learned |
| Vision’s blurred, 'cos they don’t seem to know their worth |
| And we all struggle clear like our role models |
| Man punching walls till they’re left up with broke knuckles |
| Disputes settled on a pavement with blood puddles Surveillance doubles |
| Our pictures taken like our freedom and they make it subtle |
| Cameras in a little bubble |
| Placed in all the trains and buses, they don’t trust us |
| So when we’re born, we’re born as suspects |
| It’s all assumptions, treated like we’re drug lords and gunmen |
| Just 'cos we rep our hoodie cap and we bun cest |
| The Babylon, we bunned them, my middle finger’s up, yes |
| Fuck stress, I wanna live life nice in sunsets |
| This is the life we lead, but not the life we love |
| This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust |
| You gotta balance mind, channel aggression |
| Stay focused, keep perspective |
| Show respect, change perception |
| Love conquers all, trying to make progression |
| Shape, protect and mould the young minds |
| As these times get iller, signs get hidden |
| I couldn’t care less if my rhymes get written |
| Or style gets copied, there’s more of importance |
| As we try and discover the coordinates for the end destination |
| Just open your eyes for some confirmation |
| Complications occur in the journey |
| We spiral down in the ball of flames burning |
| Some become ash, some rise again |
| Some can’t stand and some ride the pain |
| Strive to be free, fighting from the hate |
| This is the life we lead, but not the life we love |
| This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust |
| Never am I going back |
| I move forth, making tracks |
| Till my vision fade to black |
| I stay intact, 'cos |
| Half my fam are in the grave |
| I pray for them, but they were snatched |
| It’s all around you, trust, it ain’t about them |
| Mugs, they try and doubt you |
| Hunt you with a foul tool |
| Drugs that come and cloud you |
| Suck you to your downfall |
| Before it’s too late for round two |
| So take a step back, listen your faith |
| Elevate your mind and see what you’ll amount to |
| See what you’ll amount to… |
| When you’re down to your last penny, stressing |
| Money ain’t everything, make some progression |
| Tape some aggression, leave you by the wayside |
| Beef now is like a sea of arms like a stage dive |
| One’s got a weapon, others gotta match it, had shit |
| To the map pointed at your damn wits |
| Stop telling fibs, stop telling kids lies |
| Yeah, they’re mad enough to emulate others' lives |
| Hate thrives on the ignorance and anger |
| Twelve-year olds handcuffed |
| Yeah, man, it’s damn fucked |
| This is the life we lead, but not the life we love |
| This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust |
| Yeah-yeah, Fliptrix, Verb-T, it’s the life that we lead… |