Yogi man,
I`m sicka this s**t bruv, swear down,
just as things start looking up,
it all goes to s**t again,
story of my f**king life!

I don`t wanna live my life this way,
picture me behind a desk...

Picture that,
a 9-to-5 I ain`t into that,
I`m into rap an I don`t see me gettin` an office job with these tats,
So what choice do I have man?
Do I sign on or do I bag grams?
Long signing for dole,
I wanna get signed for my flow an my rhymes,
I`m a pro when I`m nice I know,
If I grind then I`ll blow so why,
am I wasting time on the roads,
now Mike`s interested,
I should probably give it a rest before I get arrested.

(chorus)
Why don`t I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I want`s to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up back h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the wrong side of town,
With my head spinning,
I keep on falling down!

(chorus background)
**But then I got arrested, whoops**
**never been arrested, for so much as an eighth of weed**
**and i get arrested for kidnap, blackmail**
**false imprisonment, and possession with intent to supply**
**urghh, typical of my f**kin` luck really innit**
**just as I`m about to sign a deal with Mike**
**I might be doin` a f**kin` bird**


I don`t wanna sell weed no more,
hated the cycle but I kept pedalling,
Nan just found poon under my bed again,
I`m a let down again,
And she screaming "get this s**t out the house!" again,
There`s no curving the truth
The bags too big to be for personal use
There`s no excuses,
She knows what the truth is!
I do flip, keys of green, to get me a few quid,

She`s looking at me so dissapointed,
All I can say is "I won`t do it again"
But she knows I will...

(chorus)
Why don`t I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I want`s to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up back h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the wrong side of town,
With my head spinning,
I keep on falling down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn man**
**There`s no plan B for me!**
**I ain`t got s**t to fall back on!**
**I left school at year 8**
**I don`t own, an education**
**Sellin` weed an writing lyrics is all I know**
**F**k man**

(falling down x16)

I got arrested and raided,
then I got signed,
and I bust case,
So now everythings fine,
but now everythings not, (not)
Not did only I get dropped the whole label did,
and I wasted my advance so I ain`t got s**t!
I`m stuck at Warner`s and them pricks won`t push my album,
but it`s cool as soon as I`m free I`m gonna do it without them,
8 months later I`m still stuck in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on this Ferris Wheel,
I`m stuck on this Carousel,
when will this ever end?
This is hell for me I`m back at the beginning again,
Someone please get me offa this circus ride,
the horse that I`m riding`s hurtin` my thighs... erm,

(chorus)
Why don`t I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I want`s to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up back h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the wrong side of town,
With my head spinning,
I keep on falling down!

(chorus background)
**An before some funny guy tries to make a joke about me riding a horse**
**It IS a metaphor!**
**What I mean is I`m sick of hustlin`, I`m sick of the grime**
**I am SICK of things going to s**t**
**JUST when they`re lookin` up**
**I don`t know if this s**t is ever gonna work for me**
**I swear down blud I`m so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I cannot be dealing with it, anymore**