Fast life fast cars selling drugs nine bars, money to make on the street lessons to be taught from people i meet, information just got a job i might just earn a nice few bob,
so I\'m on the pavement with my tools bending breaking all the rules its come on top i start to run flashing lights i pull a gun spinning wheels loads of smoke the car is full of cash coke,
its lady luck i get away and live to fight another day,
I\'m out that night spending money and out come the women like bees to honey,
shit theres old bill they clocked my face everyday there on my case, the next thing you know its happened so quick they picked me up and its down the nick,
its all no comment but theres still a charge and a shake of its head from the dirty sarge.
