Lucky to Be Alive

An interlude between the chorus Fight I'm telling myself it's alright But what about all these muso's who count time Doesn't matter it's just a rhyme Keep on keeping on I'm doing just fine I'm working miracles and they are all in line Shoot another star nah kill another line Lucky to be alive I survive staying on my grind I shine time after time the New York Times Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs High as a kite what I used to be hospitalised for why? Now I'm doing it how I'm doing it I'm lucky to be alive I've done some stupid shit in my life Mainly because I was on drugs fried Styles light roam at night give all rappers a fright Cruising at 220 3 in the car Death wasn't far to couple it up we were all on xtc yaar Climbing pillars 20-30m high again on drugs I could of died Then started to get shy when I mixed both drugs Recreational and pharmaceutical's but that's aside Only cried when my first girlfriend left me We were attached to each other like a bestie Another time I was snorting ketamine got through a gram With some mushrooms Was thinking of calling the ambulance but I fought on My life hasn't been a jam and scone Some girls call me a rich little boy But I probably had a harder life than them oii Despite putting myself through hell I've come out the other side stronger than well Strength has been built into me A mad crazy headless fearless chirpy self Purple is meant to be the colour of frustration I've seen people go down using heroin with a needle And it's a circle of confrontation Some people have literally wiped away their live's While I feel lucky to be alive Yeah I was a drug addict but now I reach for the skies It's time one round of contest for all the eyes Sigh been there done that twice I'm trying to write about my life They want to hear a story But I'm a mix between Biggie and Eminem And I'm going to keep spinning webs your in I do this blindly kindly timely signing signalling lightly Try and bite me karma gonna get you frighteningly I don't know how much I got left in me this fuel tank empty Tempt me pent up anger that you left me Victory senseless a temptress fencing heaviness The darkness in the venting I'm still mending Lyrically these other rappers inability to stand With any credibility comes from the fact of sensibility I murder beats you don't even have any visibility I'm still alive because I'm visually seeing things that others don't A force to be reckoned with bless your kids I had one wish At 18 bitch I wished it be more famous that Eminem with a gift Make rap hits then got sidetracked by the drugs and glitz Got back to being hip at 35 I was the shit At 16 I started this gangsta shit Well that's in Australia anyway bitch Taken a few trips been called a tripper But it doesn't really sit well Sold cocaine but it doesn't really flip well Sold marijuana but it makes you paranoid as hell Or is that just mind as it's self then came XTC heart yells All these sociopaths can tell if I fell I would come back more swell Cut out of my shell living to be alive I'm really lucky as hell Can't you tell I live for the moment and nobody else's wealth Lucky to be alive I survive staying on my grind I shine time after time the New York Times Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs High as a kite what I used to be hospitalised for why? Now I'm doing it how I'm doing it I'm lucky to be alive The state I used to be in after popping 17 ecstasy pills in a weekend Ali G called him Dangerous Dave but that was me excitingly Pressure to be heard voice my word Straight mafia feeding the herd didn't know how to work Dreamed about marijuana crops Retiring early by making a million in reserves I'm just happy to be living some hold grudges and are livid From the words I'm spinning Shit has no remorse the cause behind my force Unexplained because it's war I'm going tear you a new asshole Or at least make it cored Feeding the poor it's not about settling the score It's not about judgment either or I bring the bacon home Lucky I have survived this long being out of home I've consistently shown my lyrics are full blown Do it on my own used to have 2 mobiles never talk on the phone I've woven my seeds into a semi circle of monopoly Studying anthropology Got you on my lookout get the books out You're shook now can't take what you took out The game still rings true the truth written into me and you Writing lyrics is like blind dating You never know what's next and who will be debating I just started creating now look at me now Got rap tied to my face and I'm the Valentino Rossi of raps The Doctor who wants a diagnosis on being smashed? Time to cash in on the crash Lucky to be alive I survive staying on my grind I shine time after time the New York Times Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs High as a kite what I used to be hospitalised for why? Now I'm doing it how I'm doing it I'm lucky to be alive Some turned to smack I liked the cash took out peoples trash I lived how I lived because I took on all environments Hell bent on being a rapper not flattered temper battered Stayed true to myself and I always mattered Looked up to the fattest Always wondered how they had it? Wanted to be the grandest so I kept on waving the wand of magic The baddest nah what about the goodness in the best? The rawest in the flesh? That's my energy It's god dam spesh Yes none less fresh need no vest attempt to confess Never I'm loyal to the royalty of men women and friends I write raps not to pretend but rather to make amends Lucky to be alive I survive staying on my grind I shine time after time the New York Times Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs High as a kite what I used to be hospitalised for why? Now I'm doing it how I'm doing it I'm lucky to be alive