Better Days - The Original Rudeboys

Raised on songs of glory

Singing songs of hope

The kids know the story

Still it’s hard to cope

When left down and broke just living through this shit

But stronger than you know 'cause we refuse to quit

Heart of a lion and a fighter

A poet on the side, a lover and a writer

A good kid bad side of the city

Still I hold down me boys mad pride for the city

That could make ye or break ye

That could fuck you up

Grab your dream and straight take it

While tellin' you that it hates ye

Deadbeats and wannabes out with the fake yea

See we don’t really fucking care 'round here

Keep yourself to yourself no fear 'round here

For the youths in the future I pray theres more

Until then I’m just holding out for-

Better days

I been searching for a better way

Someone come and wash this pain away

'Cause i can’t take no more

No more

No more

No more

Boys red hot 'round here

Boys get caught 'round here, get shot 'round here

Boys don’t stop 'round here

Boys get dropped 'round here, don’t care round here

So watch where you roam

Cause they’ll kill you for the price of that watch or that new iPhone

Blame a broken home

They’ll say he never stood a chance out here on his own

Inner city living tried to break me

But it was living in the north inner city that would shape me

And for that I’m forever grateful

Still these streets sometimes man, got me feeling shameful

'Cause don’t really fucking care 'round here

Keep yourself to yourself no fear 'round here

For the youths in the future I pray theres more

Until then I’m just holding out for-

Better days (Yea better days)

I been searching for a better way (for a better way)

Someone come and wash this pain away

'Cause i can’t take no more (no more)

No more

No more

No more (no more)

Young lost and broken

Head high and hoping

Most days it’s hard I know

I know

Lessons learned the hard way

Loving life to heartbreaks

But we still find time grow

And let go for-

Better days

A better way

Better days

A better way