I've been talkin', talkin', happy talk
Talk ‘bout things you like to do
(How am I gonna pull this off, man, without soundin' daft)
You got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream
(This is too sensible for me, man)
How you gonna have a dream come true?

I used to dream about crazy little things like fame
In the days, hangin' outside the off license
We used to run around the streets, reckless with no shame
Mainly up to no good, a whole world of nonsense

An' when the girls walk by, we would try to catch their eye
An' if they ain’t a show face, we would act immature
Had a thing for Southern Hackney girls since I was a kid
A couple West girls on my radar, I was raw

An' I was dead sure that I knew it all
The whole world that gets me attitude, I nearly blew it all
I found it a real big struggle gettin’ through it all
I swear, I didn't wanna listen ‘cos I sure didn't care

Not knowin' for reality that I'd have to prepare
‘Cos money don't grow on no stick, well it’s rare
Me an' bro was lookin' less an' less the lick
Plus, I was growin' up, life was lookin' like a scare

I've been talkin', talkin', happy talk
Talk ‘bout things you like to do
You got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?

I used to love music, it was like my hidden hobby
But I couldn't get on local radio back then
So I went to North London an' trekked to Tot, Tottenham to be precise
An' got some air time on Heat F.M.

An' then it escalated, I was gettin' ratings here an' there
An' carried on until eventually I was everywhere
I started doin' all the hot spots, ministry
Ceaser’s Palace, P, area time an' envy

I did the grim an' the glam, I done the poor an' the plush
I didn’t hang around, I wanted my money in a rush
Mind frame in the studio at this stage
No time to chat, I didn’t wanna engage

I found myself a new hustle, it was beautiful
A none like the one before, a bit more suitable
The more challengin' it got, the more I fought it
Made an album over hundred thousand people bought it

I've been talkin', talkin', happy talk
Talk ‘bout things you like to do
You got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?

To all the youngers, cotchin' in the stairs in the flats
With the superstar soccerlin's, Beckham in the makin's
You can go far if you put your mind to it
You’re a star, don’t wait to be told, just do it

Try an' keep school in your plans, don’t be worryin' about your mans
They'll be there in the end, if their real, if the ain't
Don't be makin' no effort to impress
‘Cos you're fine the way you are, just do what you feel

Young baby mothers, yo, I got your back as well
Young baby fathers, hold it down for your girl
I ain’t tryin' to preach but for what it's worth
That kid’s the next generation Planet Earth

Big shout to the world ‘cos I've been all around
An' when I’m gone, I’m always thinkin' about my home town
I’m from the L.D.N., there’s no forgettin' that
An' the big U.K., I stay reppin’ that, wha?

I've been talkin', talkin', happy talk
Talk ‘bout things you like to do
You got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?

Hey, you love that