Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Live Like The Other Half Do, artist - London PosseAlbum song Gangster Chronicles: The Definitive Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tru Thoughts
Song language: English
Live Like The Other Half Do |
All I want to do |
Is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
I’m like |
A newspaper |
Known as a daily |
Roughneck |
And I’m the prime suspect |
When I’m in the vicinity |
Of a robbery |
Radders rock up and bother me |
I said, «it wasn’t me.» |
They said, «well, it must have been your brother |
But one nigga looks as good as any other |
So you’re nicked.» |
They roughed me up and cuffed me |
And they stuffed me in a patrol car |
So far they’ve called me every name in the book |
Except 'crook' |
'cause they know I never took nish |
And now you’re asking me why |
Yoot want fi jook police up |
I remember one time |
Me and my piece Janette |
Were shopping up Kings Road |
When two police cadets |
Jumped out of the cavalry |
And tried to say I done a job in Battersea |
I said, 'look I’m a chatter, see |
And I’m shopping with my girl, fool |
But half an hour later I was marking up a cell wall |
Another day of racist police brutality |
And this reality is changed my personality |
So thanks a lot |
But I’ll stick to being a gangster what |
Robs a couple banks and whatever a fool’s got ?? |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
I’m like a hydro |
When I’m jacking a brae |
Could be a taxman, take a boy’s money away |
Leave 'em stranded and branded a big tip |
Even paro any journo why I picked him |
The situation I’m placed in makes this the job |
Couldn’t get a real one so I guess I had to rob |
To make a living, mate |
To go out on a date with my girl |
Or take her to a bar |
To have some money in my pocket or buy my car |
Bills they a piling want to eat with respect |
But I’m not in the state of mind to say 'sorry' |
Look like the opinions of the city |
I walk the shadows like a slasher |
Don’t say nothing, not a word or I’ll smash ya |
It’s like try and be aware each time I catch ya |
22 or Rita or ??? |
I ain’t a brave so you know that I ain’t Hawkwind |
With the full time |
I ain’t doing a bird |
For a small crime |
'cause I don’t drop it like that |
Get the bucket, get the bally, and jump in the back |
Of the truck |
Now if the bag is our gun, look up |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
Why do I do crime? |
How else am I to get garms? |
From the man that’s out of work |
That’s how you get armed robbers |
Terrorising up the area |
Nuff man pay by doing a bank raid |
In a fake beard and tash |
Walk in the leader flash |
45 pistol |
Insists all the cash is handed over |
And then I drove away |
Dumped the motor in the alley |
Then I dallied round Sally’s yard |
Life is hard, it ain’t no bed of roses |
I sting a lemon brae |
Who tries to come and close this dog ?? |
And when you’re sleeping |
I creep in your yard |
And distress your house |
Get out the back garden |
I rip off chains |
And dip off trains to make a change |
But I think it’s strange |
While they rip us off with the poll tax |
No blacks should have to pay that |
Where did they teef the crown jewels from? |
The whole world’s being ruled by criminals |
So show me some rich-off-crimes and I’ll sting 'em all |
I’ll stick to crime |
So stuff your nine-to-five |
I’ll stick to crime |
Cause I’ve got to survive and … |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
When I was fourteen |
I saw this brae get jacked |
And then the raddy came |
And had my arm behind my back |
And my face in the dirt |
They said 'you're nicked' |
Took me to the station |
And I sure got kicked |
When I was sixteen |
I left my school to find a job |
Worked for about a week |
And then got sacked by this slob |
For smacking a brae |
Happy when I get my time |
Lick him in the head with a petrol can |
I got a boulder on my shoulder, not a chip |
I needed a trade so I learned how to dip |
Jacked and terrorised |
Could have been an MP |
But never specialised |
Inequality! |
For the authority |
Integrating race is a priority |
Safe for majority |
While the minority: |
Screw! |
'Cause they were integrated? |
Ain’t true! |
Think I wear a blinker? |
Or I ain’t a thinker? |
True I living out the ghetto |
Let me ask the question: do you do better than |
I rob for a living? |
But does that make you the better man? |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |
All I wanna do is live like the other half do |
Instead of sitting at home and screw |