Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - Izzie Gibbs. Album song Jutsu - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dice
Song language: English
My Life |
| I feel it everyday |
| No wind and none of the pain |
| Like the pain when me come through |
| I wish I could escape |
| My grind’s the only gate |
| 'Pon this, you know I tell you straight |
| My life ah na basic ting |
| My life story does not start with basically |
| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
| Give my love for this to turn out road |
| Yeah |
| My life |
| How can I tell, Prince they just on sales |
| Lord knows I wasn’t living so well |
| I was sticking thingies on scales |
| Just a kid that had risen in Hell |
| On the road still licking them cells |
| I can’t have my mom visiting jail |
| I already know what it’s like, I got brothers sick of themselves |
| Yeah |
| Hopped inna the field and then they caught him |
| Black mask, he didn’t get a warning |
| Now I’m on touring |
| When I’m in stu, it’s beats, I put my all in |
| Late night shows, then I’m back on my grind when it’s the morning |
| You don’t know what it’s like |
| Seeing your mumsie cry cause she can’t afford shit |
| Fam, it’s torturing |
| I’ve been giving the jitsu |
| But the Devil’s got me sitting in shit too |
| Me and my mum were pissed, living off tinned food |
| But a smart yute still can’t get rid of this |
| Black mask, can’t figure the issue |
| Thinking in the past I was living on shit food |
| Now talking to my dawg like «Nigga, it’s issued» |
| Sitting behind boys who are living the issue |
| Yeah I’ve been used |
| You can’t understand the pain that I’ve been through |
| Seeing Dad beat up Mum and there’s nothing that I could do |
| I was just a kid who was living in a mess, and my mom was easily giving into |
| stress |
| So for now I gotta make sure her life is bless |
| Real shit |
| Can barely find words to explain |
| I feel it everyday |
| No wind and none of the pain |
| Like the pain when I come through |
| I wish I could escape |
| My grind’s the only gate |
| 'Pon this, you know I tell you straight |
| My life ah na basic ting |
| My life story does not start with basically |
| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
| Give my love for this to turn out road |
| BDL |
| Nastiness |
| Came through a nasty life with a nasty past |
| Spent time listening to God because I couldn’t get out of the nasty yard |
| For anything over a bag |
| That will get nasty darg |
| You guys are Division 1's, my guys are Barclaycard |
| Crack the 45 for my dargy darg, hearty heart |
| Making more noise than Mardi Gras |
| Beef involves your auntie’s car, with your and hearty heart |
| Nasty and double |
| I came through the ground like Yeez |
| Trust, when you don’t want trouble |
| N double’s got armour, we bring the drama |
| Trim your head with a Glock like a barber |
| Really had a father |
| Family affair and messed up drama |
| But I cop Burberry and I cop Prada |
| Man can’t tell me nada, I move this biz' like a martyr |
| Come to your house, lick down everything in sight |
| Who’s that president? |
| Umbumbata |
| Welcome to Brixton |
| The home of the G’s in Gaza |
| When man put food in a pot |
| Wibbling what? |
| Wibbling what, til it’s hard in water |
| Grown man of the house |
| Ain’t got no time for cat and mouse |
| Raising themselves, like their fathers |
| Can barely find words to explain |
| I feel it everyday |
| No wind and none of the pain |
| Like the pain when I come through |
| I wish I could escape |
| My grind’s the only gate |
| 'Pon this, you know I tell you straight |
| My life ah na basic ting |
| My life story does not start with basically |
| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah |
| Give my love for this to turn out road |