Plan B

Lost my way,
Fell down a hole,
No-ones gonna come,
And save my soul,
Lost my way,
No going back,
I'm stuck right here, and that is that!
Lost my way,
Fell down a hole,
No-ones gonna come,
And save my soul,
Lost my way,
No going back,
I'm stuck right here, and that is that!
Look around this manor and all you will see,
It's I'll manor people with there manors in there I'll
It's the manor person you've ever met in your manor
Or whatever your likely to meet in any manor cos this manors deep
You judge them on the life that they live
But then it's not all as black and white as it seems,
There all some way enslaved in there circumstances.
Shape the way the behave on there battle on the street
That's why these kids ain't got no hope,
Walking round there estates thinking this is it,
They ain't ever getting out and it's no joke
Probably is the best of live there ever gonna get.
They don't believe they can succeed
Or the opportunities you send back there really exist
Cos they've been told from every day from the minute they were born by
There fucked up parents that they ain't shit.
Mum and dad never made anything of them selves
Na, so why the hell are they gonna?
Schools a waste of time, there only gonna fail
There older brother went jail, why ain't they gonna?
I mean the hang with thugs, they sell drugs
Ain't afraid to put a couple slugs in you if you say something
They ain't all that way but you don't care either way
To you There all just the same a bunch of thugs,
You used rap everyday,
Looking for the devils pain
The young souls dad went to jail
Listen when you here them say
Lost my way,
Fell down a hole,
No-ones gonna come,