Lyrics Survive It - Ghostpoet, Roots Manuva, Gang Panang

Survive It

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