I’m Still Here Bob Vylan

[Verse 1]
Still here, tryna stack a couple pence
Like back when I was trappin' in the ends
Back when I was backing it for friends that wouldn't let me in the house
When I had nowhere to go when they had promised me the couch
Ouch, that shit hurt, like when I left home
Stressed out, sipping syrup in the neck zone
Paranoid, keep a baton with me, like a daily dose of meds
On my person, that be lurkin', hope I never see the fеds
'Cause I'm fed up and might just do a madness for thе bread
Make you hold this for the Hovis
Still the coldest in the ends
Rarely start shit, usually I'm acting in defence
A peaceful type of brother with a war inside my head
I'm all for loving living
But keep a bottle by the bed, because it's brutal
Life has been so strange and so unusual
You can let it kill you if you choose to
I saw people I adore smoking what they used to move to

[Chorus]
I'm still here
They'll never take me alive
They'll never take me alive
I'm still here
They'll never take me alive
They'll never take me alive
I'm still here
They'll never take me alive
They'll never take me alive
I'm still here
They'll never take me alive
I survived, I survived, I survived