Still Alive Lyrics - Singles - Da Real One

STILL ALIVE 

I am still alive cause I survive with time, 

Still Alive 

Still Breathing 

Still Ticking 

Still Living 

The sky is my limit 

CHORUS 

Still Alive x2 

VERSE 1 

I have spent half of my life in trouble, trying to put things through 

to no avail. 

when I see no one to help me 

but when I am about to find my feet I earn myself more foes to fight with. 

My foes never make me feel any better, cause all they want is my downfall. 

But I have sworn to God never to be led astray to sin more by a mere 

worthless fellow. Foes never spare me any grace, when they want me 

dead. 

What sort of life is this when I gat no food on my dining table. I 

hate my life, each time I think of the old days and till now is not 

any better. 

Of what use, crying over a spilled milk. All the years, a wasted years 

but I believe is gonna be well at the end of the day. 

Behind a dark cloud, lies a silver lining.I have a hope,my trust in God. 

Still Alive 

VERSE 2 

But what have I done wrong to deserve all this naked hatred . 

I know every man with his own foes, of what use will it be! 

If you wish your own brother a real doom! please God bless my poor 

soul to do more better things among others. 

Folks are not happy to see others success 

but pretend to be sorry over others misfortunes,when they turn around 

rejoicing over you downfall.I am not gonna give up,if I were you 

If I were you,I would rather pretend to be happy,if things go wrong. 

I prefer this,I would rather die in the cause of struggle rather flee 

away from the source of trouble as a mere coward.Still I arise! 

VERSE 3 

I take solace in God, each time, I go haywire! 

When I see the street kids loafing around the street, with an empty 

stomach, just to get it filled up with a decomposed crump from the 

refuse dump. 

They lay cold in the open space every sleeping night, they never have 

a home thy called theirs. 

I shed tears for the poor masses that bear the brunt most,cause of the 

injustice among men. 

Folks stick around the neighbourhood in the ghetto street just to 

survive hard time. My Mum never bred me up as a bad boy but bad time 

wanna turn me into one of them.But I thank God I survive the 

temptation,here I am now they wanna ruin my life cause all they want 

is my downfall for a rising son. 

When I was no one toiling day and night to make things work out where 

this unknown enemies that emerged from nowhere to thwart my life.I 

will never give up till I breathe away the last air in my old 

lungs.Still alive