Juicy

[bez]

Yeah, I try to stay postive,
In this life we life,
I'm gunna list the plus points,
So smile this summer, we here,
Yeah, Yeah ... Yeah, har har,

My lifes a dream,
Waking up hot, feelin clean,
Steppin out the house, into a sun beam,
Like ninety degrees, an I'm in my vest,
Heat across my chest so son I'm the best, (North Wessst)
Gettin calls and texts, what you upto Bez?
Fancy the beach, a shoppin spree then somethin to eat?
Now thats an offer, pick her up in my Porsche,
Rappin while drivin, slidin round corners,
Biggie in the player, Pac in selection,
Glove compartment holdin my Cd collection,
Jigga to Kano, Akala so raw,
Other girls text, you dont call me no more,
Laugh as I'm crusing, jingle my keys,
One hand on the wheel, other on her knees,
Pull up to the beach, feel the breeze,
But nothin's gettin past these aviator screens,
She screamin for ice creams, like she Pharrell,
I'm like chick you for real, you can pay yourself,
Walks off in a mood, but I dont move,
Tanning so you know ... I'm just one smooth dude, haha,
For real,

(Chorus) You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

I made my change cos I saved and saved,
A hundred pennys stacked are the games I played,
Went to Deyes now my days are paid,
Everydays a rave every night is made,
Used to kick back by the fire, cold at Christmas,
New Bike wit shiny spokes on my wish list,
Watchin night time tv, you've been framed,
Banging on the floor cos the ariel's lame,
Me and the family, cold but happy,
Holes in the walls so you know its drafty,
Polyfill dreams fillin up all the seams,
Sky tv on our portable screen,
Thats the life for me, watching Nick tv,
Eating quavers playing sega's latest bit machine,
King of Sonic, who want it?
Murder Robotnic's easy,
Uniform scuffed and now its all creasy,
Mum kicking off as I eat my tea,
I been asleep you see, reachin for dreams,
But I wake up from dreams, and everything seems,
Real, haha, thats how I feel, cos,

(Chorus) You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

Contests an arguments about who was the best,
Bret Hart or the Hulkster in WF,
Playin sensible soccer, me and my Father,
Slam the pad cos I'm mad when I conceed from corners,
Watch the blues at the weekend, livin life lavish,
Us three them two, I was there in the gwladys,
Scoring hat tricks for my team, winnin the cup,
Netting fourty a season, like thats whats up!
Keep my diary written, so I can smile back,
An write like I perhaps travelled right back,
Lived life at 88 m.p.h,
An I like it that way, it feels so great,
So I Must Press Hard, an keep it up,
Them summer nights in my garden playin keepy ups,
Just gotta get to fifty, an then I'm done,
Cool as Ice, a Topgun, show me Hollywood, son,

(Chorus) You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[QuietTruth]

Lol, nice.