[Chorus]:

Since a young lad I've had it in the bag

Even when the only pad I had was a mousepad

All I'm tryna do is do my music in a lab

Same number, same hood, not bad

Still I got the same things banging in my head

I'm just tryna put butter on my bread

If you said what you did and you really did what you said

Then we should probably leave the dead to the dead

[Verse]:

Ye, twisting it up but I'm not spun yet

Been awake for the last couple of sunsets

I bathed in the success

Of the shit that I haven't done yet

Stick your fucking hands in the air

As if it's a gun threat

Life ain't meant to be lived in one place boy

My movements are wiping the look off the dumb face boy

Superluminal

Truly undisputable

Its beautiful to see him struggle

Saying something suitable

So tell me how's it really feel?

If it doesn't hurt it isn't real

What on earth was I on about? Oh yeah

Thought that we were solid

There was nothing even there

I wonder if the aliens will come and if they care

That's if they exist

Or give a shit that we was even here like rah

The cosmos has abandoned us

We don't know who we are

Aren't we here to blow the planet back into a star?

And that's the signs of the times

The next generation will speak in memes and Vines

Yeah its the 5D version in the flesh

Six elbows and four armrests, yeah (shh)

Silent was the anagram

Smoking fallen angel in a coffeeshop in amsterdam

Damn I love the way my brain starts spazzing

Off the tail end of a wave you couldn't imagine now

Smell the plates

See how they salivated

I'm a man of patience

Your agents have all evacuated

Representing the underground

And the underrated

We dont give a fuck if you're verified or you're validated

I know you hate it

It's written all in your smiles

As these bodies pile

Fuck 'em though we been plodding for miles

Me and my family came to smash up the British Isles

Like some juveniles

Heard of us you should turn up the dials now

[Chorus]:

Since a young lad I've had it in the bag

Even when the only pad I had was a mousepad

All I'm tryna do is do my music in a lab

Same number, same hood, not bad

Still I got the same things banging in my head

I'm just tryna put butter on my bread

If you said what you did and you really did what you said

Then we should probably leave the dead to the dead

Go ahead and leave the dead to the dead

Go ahead and leave the dead to the dead

If you said what you did and you really did what you said

Then we should probably leave the dead to the dead