I walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae I'm alive The age of gold, yes, the age of The age of old The age of gold The age of music is past I hear them talk as I walk Yes, I hear them talk I hear they say Expect the final blast I walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae I'm alive I'm alive, vivo muito vivo feel the sound of music Banging in my belly, belly, belly, belly, belly Know that one day I must die I'm alive And I know that one day I must die I'm alive I'm alive vivo muito vivo In the electric cinema or on the telly, telly, telly, telly, telly Nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I'm alive Yes, nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I'm alive Nine out of ten films stars make me cry I'm alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm alive vivo muito vivo In the electric cinema or on the telly, telly, telly, telly, telly Nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I'm alive Yes, nine out of ten movie stars make me cry I'm alive Yes, nine out of ten movies stars make me cry I'm alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, eh Ahh, ahh Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well I'm crazy about fast cars, football and guitars All them old country songs daddy used to play I'm crazy about Friday nights, cold beer and good times Crazy about a summer day out on the lake But I'm ten times crazier about your lovin' girl I'd do about anything you'd ask me to I'm just plain crazy about a lot of things baby But I'm ten times crazier about you Well I'm all about a weekend kickin' with my good friends Every now and then I like to make a little noise But don't you go thinkin' that I won't leave 'em hangin' Cause even though I'm crazy about them good ol' boys I'm ten times crazier about your lovin' girl I'd do about anything you'd ask me to I'm just plain crazy about a lot of things baby But I'm ten times crazier about you I know you love me girl thats easy to see But as crazy as you say you are about me I'm ten times crazier about your lovin' girl I'd do about anything you'd ask me to I'm just plain crazy about a lot of things baby But I'm ten times crazier about you I'm ten times crazier about your lovin' girl I'd do about anything you'd ask me to I'm just plain crazy about a lot of things baby But I'm ten times crazier about you

So, ever since October Living out my dreams, they got a lot closer Had to do it for my daughter before she got older Had to wake the sleepers up, bitch I got Folgers I'm the realest n- out, remember I told ya Guess I'm dirty city raised, but I'm not local Now they actin' like they kin, I do not know them I've been prospering ever since I dropped "Don't", n- But it don't stop here, I gotta keep it goin', keep it goin' Keep that hate coming my n-, I'ma keep ignoring God Tiller, your flow so prehistoric Got, got killers, smoke yours or put me in the corner I'm Cassius, my n- put me in the corner Versus anybody, really show me my opponent They coming for my head, I'm like Makonnen Kill them all, send 'em my condolences And I'm back, back, back on my bullsh- n- Do I miss doing this sh-, just for fun, just a little Now, I do it for funds, that's facts, fundamentals For a house up on the makers, lawyers, doctors, my neighbors Everyday I say my prayers, terminators, portrayers Now the man is blessing me, first the man was testing me I went through the storm not knowing whether it was green on the other side or not That sh- would bring out the best of me I'm so true with it, who are you kidding 12 asked what I do for a living, told them Google it I'm so rude with it, and the youngin' doing it You don't know what I been through n- This the truth n-, oh my goodness Spittin' flames in the booth, n-, oh my goodness God really came through for me, oh my goodness I can give a fuck about you, and your mothafuckin' crew That's ain't something I would do, no I wouldn't Ya dig? Yeah I just gotta let this sh- rid man (Ya dig) Uh, I feel like Weezy F Baby sometimes Carter 3 Wayne, Carter 4 Wayne Carter 5, man where that sh- at? Yessir You know me, I gotta keep it real on this sh- My shawty mama put me out the crib, n- I was payin' bills Almost got a third job, she don't know the way it feels But look, look at how a n- living My dream just got a little more vivid And I'm starting to see a whole lot more friendlies But I don't want too many, no I don't want too many, no way City to city Never forget that phone call I got from Timbo and Richie When I was in Philly, that's when I knew this sh- wasn't given Then sh- really got crazy when, got the kicks from Drizzy Well, the recognition from Drizzy alone I remember when they slept on me: memory foam Can't believe Timbo the king just sent me back home But now that boy getting on, my n- give me the throne Ya dig? Yup, I know the people they diggin' me now The cools kids from high school can't sit with me now My baby mama's mama can't say sh- to me now What did she do wrong? She better figure it out You better, I done grew into a wise young fella This is true sh-, you know Tiller goin' tell 'em I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth The whole truth, yeah I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth The whole truth, ay, baby yeah