Street Life (feat. Laura White)

Yo
 Yeah
 I just wanna explain cause' I know that nobody's told him
 It's alright saying you're my father but you know family's not chosen
 And we never got past our problems
 Like the Playstation is not loaded
 And how can I call this home
 Its more like a BNB with no rooms in
 Telling man close but I'm not not over the smoke
 I could walk into a room and choke
 Takes me back when there was no hope
 We would sit with the curtains closed
 So the bailiffs wouldn't think anyone's home
 Some times the electric would go
 Its like it was brighter out on the roads
 I just wanna explain because that hes never been told
 To be someones dad isn't the type of
 job you can finish early and go home
 I was gonna write this down and send it to you in the post
 But I needed the music I want you to feel this one in your soul
 See when your raised by someone you gotta take on their problems
 Just because you call somebody your son does not mean you can rob them
 And I don't even wanna go there but who the fuck beats up children
 Anyway that's not helping
 What's done is done we kept moving
 In a totally different direction
 You brought her up to be daddy's girl
 But now daddy blames the recession
 And that's why hes out shoplifting
 And that's my little sister
 I can't stand the fact that we are drifting
 We're completely different
 Even though we share the same upbringing
 Back when the vibe was good and
 Whitney Houston was singing, "Your love is my love"
 I couldn't picture anything changing
 Where did it all go wrong
 There's so much more to life, I don't rate it
 Could've been family and that's what so frustrating
 Kissing the smell of a cigarette (cigarette)
 I ain't got time to rest my head (rest my head)
 Cause' I been living on the street life (street life)
 I ain't got time to move my energy (my energy)
 Its sticks to me like some synergy (synergy)
 Cause been living on the street life (street life)