This is my rhyme, our lives, my views, our cities

[Verse 1: Fliptrix]

Switch-blade mistakes
Leaving kids' tales never heard
Victims are physical until they believe the earth
This sickness is visual, you don't need to dig this dirt
Addictions are killing citizens before they've seen the world
Swiggered on a drink until their insides and livers hurt
Kids are killing kids and then there's young women giving birth
Driven by their instinct before they've ever lived and learned
Vision's blurred, 'cos they don't seem to know their worth
And we all struggle clear like our role models
Man punching walls till they're left up with broke knuckles
Disputes settled on a pavement with blood puddles Surveillance doubles
Our pictures taken like our freedom and they make it subtle
Cameras in a little bubble
Placed in all the trains and buses, they don't trust us
So when we're born, we're born as suspects
It's all assumptions, treated like we're drug lords and gunmen
Just 'cos we rep our hoodie cap and we bun cest
The Babylon, we bunned them, my middle finger's up, yes
Fuck stress, I wanna live life nice in sunsets

[Hook x2]
This is the life we lead, but not the life we love
This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust
[Verse 2: Verb-T]
You gotta balance mind, channel aggression
Stay focused, keep perspective
Show respect, change perception
Love conquers all, trying to make progression
Shape, protect and mould the young minds
As these times get iller, signs get hidden
I couldn't care less if my rhymes get written
Or style gets copied, there's more of importance
As we try and discover the coordinates for the end destination
Just open your eyes for some confirmation
Complications occur in the journey
We spiral down in the ball of flames burning
Some become ash, some rise again
Some can't stand and some ride the pain
Strive to be free, fighting from the hate

[Hook x2]
This is the life we lead, but not the life we love
This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust

[Verse 3: Fliptrix]
Never am I going back
I move forth, making tracks
Till my vision fade to black
I stay intact, 'cos
Half my fam are in the grave
I pray for them, but they were snatched
It's all around you, trust, it ain't about them
Mugs, they try and doubt you
Hunt you with a foul tool
Drugs that come and cloud you
Suck you to your downfall
Before it's too late for round two
So take a step back, listen your faith
Elevate your mind and see what you'll amount to
See what you'll amount to...
[Verse 4: Verb-T]
When you're down to your last penny, stressing
Money ain't everything, make some progression
Tape some aggression, leave you by the wayside
Beef now is like a sea of arms like a stage dive
One's got a weapon, others gotta match it, had shit
To the map pointed at your damn wits
Stop telling fibs, stop telling kids lies
Yeah, they're mad enough to emulate others' lives
Hate thrives on the ignorance and anger
Twelve-year olds handcuffed
Yeah, man, it's damn fucked

[Hook x2]
This is the life we lead, but not the life we love
This is the reason why I crush mics 'til I be dust

Yeah-yeah, Fliptrix, Verb-T, it's the life that we lead...