(Verse 1) Yo, living life on the edge, no strife, They say you only live once, ain't no after life. In the dark, I'm the spark, I'm the neon light, In the heart of London streets, under the twilight. Maneuvering corners in my blacked-out ride, Penny for my thoughts, pound for my pride. Living in a world where the truth is a lie, So, I spit my rhymes, let them amplify. (Chorus) After life, after light, what's the other side? Is it a heaven's ride or just another lie? After life, after sight, what's left behind? Turn the pages of life, what will we find? (Verse 2) From Brixton to East End, we write our script, In this concrete jungle, can't afford to slip. The system's designed to let the poor man trip, But we keep hustlin', let the champagne drip. Painting pictures with my words, call it art, Each line I spit, straight from the heart. In this game of life, just trying to play my part, In the rear view, watching my past depart. (Chorus) After life, after fight, what's the cost? Is it a paradise gained or innocence lost? After life, after night, comes the frost, In the echoes of time, we're all just ghosts. (Bridge) In this after life, after strife, setting the pace, In the mirror of time, who'll win the race? In this after life, after knife, can we embrace, The truth in the rubble, the human base? (Outro) After life, after sight, after the storm, In this urban maze, we transform. After life, after light, after we mourn, In the heart of the city, a new day's born.