[Hook: Plan B]
Everything will be okay
Yes it will
Come tomorrow
We gonna see better days
No more sorrow
[Post-Hook]
This is for the ones in the slums, I'll be saying, "Wassup"
You ain't gotta be afraid no more, what the fuck?
Why you walking with your head down low? Pick it up, pick it up
You only live once
[Verse 1]
And you can be anything you wanna be
There ain't nothing stopping you
Just like there weren't no stopping me
I'm from the east end where peeps used to speak cockney
Now it's so multicultural no one speaks properly
Rhyming slang was invited on the docks to put a block on police
Now the docks ain't there and no one cares cus they shotting B
But still talking code like morse, it ain't no mock-ney
But educated people still see it as a mockery
That's why they use our slang against us to be derogatory
We just fuel the fire with our thugged-out philosophies
Like crime's the only way we're gonna feed off this economy
Revert to type, give out these self-fulfilling prophecies
But we ain't no different from them, honestly
Luck's the only reason they weren't born into poverty
So never be afraid to say whats in your heart, follow your dreams, or wanna be
Something that they say you can't, because I promise, G
Everything will be okay
Yes it will
Come tomorrow
We gonna see better days
No more sorrow
[Post-Hook]
This is for the ones in the slums, I'll be saying, "Wassup"
You ain't gotta be afraid no more, what the fuck?
Why you walking with your head down low? Pick it up, pick it up
You only live once
[Verse 1]
And you can be anything you wanna be
There ain't nothing stopping you
Just like there weren't no stopping me
I'm from the east end where peeps used to speak cockney
Now it's so multicultural no one speaks properly
Rhyming slang was invited on the docks to put a block on police
Now the docks ain't there and no one cares cus they shotting B
But still talking code like morse, it ain't no mock-ney
But educated people still see it as a mockery
That's why they use our slang against us to be derogatory
We just fuel the fire with our thugged-out philosophies
Like crime's the only way we're gonna feed off this economy
Revert to type, give out these self-fulfilling prophecies
But we ain't no different from them, honestly
Luck's the only reason they weren't born into poverty
So never be afraid to say whats in your heart, follow your dreams, or wanna be
Something that they say you can't, because I promise, G
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