Missing Links Plan B (UK)

Look out my front door what do i see
Another little youth on the street shottin' weed
It won't be too long before that youth's shottin' smack
Sellin heroin to his bredrins and that
Makin fast cash, thinkin hes goin places
And he will be straight after the court cases
He thought the streets would bring him glamour and fame
But now hes locked up and noone remebers his name
(Cos you know)
Its so rotten just how easily people are forgotten
One minute your heading for the top
An' dont ever look like stoppin
Then suddenly you find yourself right back at the bottom
Thas life though, and so's gettin cut with a knife so
Watch your step if you dont wanna get blood on your nikes bro
'Cos these streets will have you up just when you least expect it
You say you dont fear death but you know you respect it

Somethings missing here
Something ain't right right here
Somethings missing here
Somethings missing here
Something ain't right right here
Somethings missing here