Dice Game (feat. Bruva Smokes)

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MC Slip

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To my little sister
Yeah

Spidered undercut kid
I might have understood 
If I'd have listened 
Yards divided into colours 
Grabbin' ties and chuckin' uppercuts 
And kickin' f*ck out one another 
And if you won 
He'd run back to his mum's 
And grab his brothers
Motherfuckers
Lookin' back at us walkin' on tracks 
And smokin' J's on way to school 
It's kinda sad 
And perhaps them shopkeepers 
Never sold us fags
And dealers never sold us bags of weed
We'd be driving Jag's
Question my reflection
Wonder if it looks anything 
Like my Dad's 
Coz I never met him, instead
I'm taking influence from many men 
I consider genuine
Showing me how to be a man
Visualizing a clear plan in this chaos 
Without a day off
Peace to the metal I'm lifting
Busting my vessel
Relieving the stress up in my head 
I need to get out
I break a sweat but ends they never met
My debts got me thinkin' bout 
Doin' some shit I might regret

From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game

Universally unprepared
Need to be more aware
We speak in solar flair
Burnin' you heatin' up the open air 
With open eyes 
You're free to see the petals bloom 
Felt forever blue 
Sat beneath an iridescent moon
Long term memories
Live within infinite energy
Wrestle desire
Give me a whiff of the remedy
With introspective silence 
Sleep on life's author
Cry sober 
Watch tears stream like water
Come wash away my sins
We got to play to win 
Waking up everybody 
Not awake within
Please, please
All pleadin' on both knees bleeding
Speakin' with hearts up in the air
Still beating 
We want happiness in spirit 
Need to hear ya laughin' when ya grin 
Still takes a man to be a mimic
Holding on can be more strenuous
Don't be envious
Good comes to those 
That hope 
Spare a thought for the ingenuous

From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game

Now that I'm older and full of emotion
I think about the child I would have had 
If Sarah never had the abortion
The ghost of my son 
By my side in the spirit world
Or maybe it's the ghost of a little girl
I'm creepin' out, I hit the spliff again 
Put on the beat, pick up the pen
I'm feeling religious 
Just don't know who it is I'm praying to
Do as I say not as I do
Not that I'm someone 
You should be looking up to
But I could probably help you with 
What you're going through
Put on Badu and let my mood adjust
My sister in agony 
After the removal of her uterus 
Coz that's where the tumor was 
Something cancerous 
Struggles nothing new to us 
But children she may never 
Have a chance to have
That's what we're dealing with 
Within this fucked up life we live
It's all about turning a negative 
Into a positive
I'm proving mind over matter
Producing baby batter in my sleep
Yeah, have a good think about that un

From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game

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