You've Got The Dirtee Love [Live]

[Verse 1] Everybody wants to be famous Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless People act shameless Trying live like entertainers Want a fat crib with the acres So they spend money that they ain't made yet Got a Benz on tick that they ain't paid yet Spend their paycheck In the west out on a weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend But they don't care because their life is a movie Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of "Hollyoaks" Can't keep up with the cover notes So they got bad credit living on direct debit in debt They still don't get it Because they too busy living the high life, the night life Hugging the high when living it large And they all say Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough And things go wrong no matter what I do (That's right) Now and then, it seems like life is just too much But you've got the love I need to see me through Let me take you down to London city Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty Everybody's on a paper chase It's one big rat race Everybody's got a screw face So many two-faced Checking their high saying they're ready to ride I'm on the inside looking at the So it's an accurate reflection City wide, north, east, west and the south-side Everywhere I go there's a goon on the corner Guns and drugs got the city like a sauna And it's getting warmer, and out of order Trying put a struggling mother to a mourner Mr. Politician, can you tell me the solution? What's the answer, what's the conclusion Is it evolution?, is it a mirage I see youngsters die because they trying live large And they all say [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air I know I can count on all of you Sometimes I feel like saying “Lord, I just don't care” (That's right, that's right) But you've got the love I need to see me through (Check it, check it, come on, come on) [Chorus] You got the love (Who's got the love) You got the love (Who's got the love) You got the love (That's right, that's right, that's right) You got the love (Who's got the love) You got the love (Who's got the love) You got the love (Check it) [Verse 2] We are living in the days of the credit crunch Give me the dough I'm trying have a bunch But I can't have rice for lunch It's not there, isn't enough to share It isn't fair, never dreamed that he could be rare Who cares who dares to make a change Everybody's in the club trying to make it rain But not for famine just for the sake of having 15 minutes of fame and every where's the same Again and again I see the same thing Everybody acting like they play sailing But I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession And then a depression in whatever profession This is my confession I can't front I’m in the forefront Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump With no rope but I am not trying to see the bottom Because that's where I came from, I am not forgotten [Chorus] [Pre-Chorus]