Life Line (Explicit)

Life Line (生命线) - Dabbla

Lyrics by：Andrew Pittas

Composed by：Chemo

Arranged by：David Webb

True Story

When I was born I was bang on

Time 125 in the morning

Doctor said that everything was fine

It all started with convulsions

I burst my eardrum when I was one

I had infections and my temperature was high

I was two when I got given some shoes

Weren't my mums fault she was trying to protect me

But pretty soon them outfits would turn into a wardrobe

'Cause no one wants a naked baby walking round the house

I was three when I took a piece of tracing paper

And began to copy things from off the TV

I got cracked my head open getting

Dizzy playing with my brother

In the back garden in the bungalow on Beven Road

When I was four I learnt the word more

More means more more meant more misbehaving

More mischief and more cheeky

More messing about with more tantrums and

More swear words

Five years old I'm a saint playing with

Paint trying to make sense of this world

Had my first crush on the girl next door

And stinging nettles

I should have put two and two together

At six I'm told don't swallow pips

Eating weetabix and believing in magic tricks

Church of England school taught us all about heaven

Hell they drummed it into us quicker than we turned seven

When I was eight I was staying up late

Looking at the stars and waiting for sun break

When I was nine I started getting out of line

'Cause I discovered sugar was buzzing like all the time

When I was ten I was spitting phlegm

Playing with my marbles losing all my friends

Then I turned eleven nothing really happened

Then I turned twelve still nothing really happened

Got to thirteen and turned real pervy

Fancied my French teacher thoughts got dirty

Fourteen I was being very very naughty

Fifteen I was banging fit bean bunning sick green

Sixteen got nicked seventeen eighteen done the same s**t

Got my licence to drive and my first whip

Nineteen got whipped by my first chick

Twenty came real soon I was twenty one

That's a pretty special age for almost anyone

Everyone who's been there know's what it's like

Old enough to do it all but still very young

Twenty two still following the one dream

Some growing pure green forward some green

Me and Pringle on the mic Tang Jonny K

Twenty three Summer holiday the club scene

Twenty four that was mentioned on first beat

Linking up with above Devino every Sunday

Plug the mic in and record it on a mini disc

Twenty five made our very first mix tape

Twenty six spitting raw getting booked abroad

Hooked up with Dubbledge lips to the floor

Quit my job started making music full time

Living long ting on dented they want more

What's more I met Rocksta and Big Cobes

Twenty seven Armageddon for your ear lobes

Twenty eight man I thought that I was heavy weight

Man I had to switch up the rhyme come twenty nine

Counted down in weekends 'til your thirty

Thirty one should be still young and perky

Thirty two I might have a little midlife

Thirty three I'll probably grow my own percy

Thirty four f**k it move outta London

Thirty five somewhere out in the country

Thirty six on some chicken and a goat s**t

Growing my own vegetables

Thirty seven fully self

Sustainable like no-ones going hungry

Thirty eight nine forty still living naughty

Clean the rain water with osmosis

The toaster is hooked up to a generator

With a magnet so it don't need electricity

Don't believe him he's done a lot of reading

He's fifty years old now his hairs all receding

And he's got a lot of kick in him

He's no spring chicken but he's living off

The grid and the feds ain't nicking him

And he'll treat you like a sister or brother

'Cause he knows that one good turn deserves another

He's sixty years old and his ears are still growing

And he's talking all sexy like Mr Lover Lover

Word to your mother

'Til an old bugger pushing seventy with no demons

No regrets look he's smiling

He remembers all them good times but

He's gotta go 'cause he's got stuff to do