Verse 1: Suffa]
 This is Suffa MC (Suffa MC)
 Hey I could say "life's not all that its cracked up to be"
 And I feel like a dump [bad word] sufferin' back on to me
 And it's smothering me in a wealth of decay
 And I'm suffering me
 And no one ever felt the way I do
 But I believe in something (what you believe?)
 I do believe, I believe in life (well I believe)
 I do believe that the sun is shining (is shining)
 On the other side of the night
 And if I believe long enough
 And my beliefs strong enough
 And I believe in my own [bad word] song enough
 Then I can believe in myself, believe in faith
 [bad word] my own anger, envy, even hate
 Then we can make a new start free from hate
 Believe in fate, has a positive - even great
 Proceeds away from our dreams we need to make
 Cos I can't leave it late
 We need to take the seeds that take our hearts and see them break
 When we can wait and find ourselves freed by faith
 And we can't wait to see the face
 See them shake at this
 See the hate, see them wait
 For me to break
 For he or she to break
 Suffa MC with they
 They need an escape - see ya mate
 Now free the gate
 See [bad word] from the path they deviate
 While this man elevates and alleviates

 [Verse 2: Pressure]
 And by the way I do believe in myself
 Not believing only things I can see for myself
 Even believing that the air that I'm breathing is wealth
 Because we're guaranteed nothing except leaving this world
 I'm just trying to live
 I'm just trying to breath
 I'm just trying to give so that I can receive
 Life's positive cos universally we've got alot to give
 So when I'm taking my leave
 I believe I should leave my mark
 For our music is perceived as art
 Soulful remedies to ease the heart
 When grief is sparked
 Beneath the dark sky's I search to seek my mark
 [bad word] and go so I move on as the seasons start
 Release the dark side of my mind to find peace at heart
 Increase my smarts rather then walk on streets, there's mud
 Nearly can beat the spark, needless the grief is marked
 The whole world - clearly you know who the elitists are
 Beliefs more unique
 The peace laws are weak
 Governments are sworn to speak
 The [bad word] of born defeats
 The pens are mightier than any mans sword thats [bad word] 
 Arguably flawed the fist
 For war on streets
 Cause more than grief
 poverty strikes people are torn beneath
 Cornered streets walked by people who were born deceased
 I rise above this world and cease my defeat
 I got faith in myself contrary to your beliefs