once upon a time i was alone, there was no one beside me,
everything i did was on my own
why should i care i was free
but then i watched you in the rain,
i saw an angle standing, there was nothing left to gain,
thats how the storys ending now

You see ive faced many many fakes, snakes,
that have been mistakes,
people been hating and dissing me for ages,
on a daily basis
taking the **** out of me coz i am small, not tall,
no phone, so no call,
paranoide yeah but i still refuse to fall, and not crawl
im alittle bit alert, when it comes to the crunch line
no help, untill i get through to these damn help lines,
to help get rid of all the ****, from back when i was a kid,
and **** like now, when i am finding it hard to live, in the streets
coz its liek a battle field, and im facing them all at once
guns on the left, cuffs on the right,
knifes at my front, man its every night
still blessed, keepin it real, with this fight
feeling that i saw an angel but naa it was just a light
im seeing diffrent vision, what decition shall i take
go, stay, move away, try, start a better life in a diffrent place
but blackpool is my place, an am in the race battling to the top
i dont no what place im in,
but when i hit the top im not gonna drop and thats becoz

once upon a time i was alone, there was no one beside me,
everything i did was on my own
why should i care i was free
but then i watched you in the rain,
i saw an angle standing, there was nothing left to gain,
thats how the storys ending now

yeah my lifes a joke, ive spoke, no i did not choke
starting, writing music once i found out that i could do it
when my grandad died, i no it helped me get through it
and when my aunti came, told us the bad news, u wanna no what sound i heard,
it was sorrow, and since that day no i shall not follow
no distruction coz ma head is always hollow
and in pain, yeah ma lifes a game,
loosing around the board and it is a shame
walkin in the streetz over ma head yeah is my hood
looking to the floor, looking at how raw this floor looks,
but if i look up it looks more horrible, its all estates in shitty little town
everyones after chedder, btu there aint enough to get aroud
so all the weekest of people are gettin took down
thats what ive been facin, tasing pacing racing back to the mic get you tasting the
**** im placing yeah in my life, when i could of turn back
liek i was gonna and just say good by,
i was gonna state suacide, and u wanna no why ill tell you
its becoz

once upon a time i was alone, there was no one beside me,
everything i did was on my own
why should i care i was free
but then i watched you in the rain,
i saw an angle standing, there was nothing left to gain,
thats how the storys ending now

right

i no ive been so messed up like all of my life
yeah ive carryed a knife, but didnt, wasnt gonna take a life
im not a bad man, im an mc trying to live my life
with no1 by my side, and its been 1 hell of a ride
but i still walk, talk normal, wait whats normal,
is there such a word, come to think of it,
whats my purpose on this earth, this world when im just feeling cursed
coz no1s paying atention to the **** that i write and i rehurse
they look and think chav, bad man
wanna be, but im nto that bad,
got a few things on me but thats it
i spit, on the way that people live, in and out the streets
main streets, the war zone, but not as aleet
and criminals there not accepting defeat,
but i contiue to flee the sceen,
mean, skeen, you gotta see this ****,
to belive it,
and belive you and me its fucking sick
yeah we need to stop this ****,
coz it is so hard to live
making my way to the top a