To those of y'all about to get down Check the evolution in sound Kick the city - wax masochistic Solid brown makes crowns turn around To those of y'all about to jump ship Sick of trips where backbones won't dip Underground begat overground This sound won't slip - pimps replaced the hip
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired Taking up pills, swallowing down Wired eyes fly, I visualise This overwhelming black tide of sound Dust dissolving: now who's the man? Step back, roll the dice, make the plan London burns, you're numb in both lips So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
To those of ya'll about to get paid Yo so am I - prime rhymes be my trade Milk to milk down to lemonade And round the back's where shake ya rump's made To those of y'all about to freebase Just get that wack shit outta my face And before your IQ drops to 1.2 Don't crack, step back and retrace
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired Taking up pills, swallowing down Wired eyes fly, I visualise This overwhelming black tide of sound Dust dissolving: now who's the man? Step back, roll the dice, make the plan London burns, you're numb in both lips So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?