Natty piosenki

Street Soldier, patrol the pavement gotta watch my step when i'm outside the ends late at night Can't get caught slippin', cos they might start trippin', don't wanna be a victim dialling 999 But i don't deal with babylon dem i got a problem, call up the man...

Step out from work, two missed calls, private number but i know its her So I call her right back ask 'what time are you coming over?' Turns up at mine, half nine, never on time looking oh so so fine We stay up late and talk about our dreams Oh how they differ...

Grey skies, and McDonald fries on your way home Playing in the rain alone You're going have to learn to ride your new bike All on your own.. Because now your the man of the home Momma's Never going to tell you lies And it's okay for boys to cry Daddys going...