First night on the streets
Having nothing to eat
The cold ha frozen my feet
There's been no morning sun
I was frieghtened by the gallows
So i started to run
Last night i skipped the block
No bed but it's not a rock
Woke up searching for sun rays
Just grey clouds in sight
Need to find me some money
So I can get a home
Now I'm grey old and weary
Hear me weep and moan
The taxman's stealing me cheque
The reaper's grabbing my neck
One time for my homies
Two times for my G's
Please remember my story
Not everything's free