Released on March 3, 2014

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Come on stomp your feet

See it's the type of song you want to keep on repeat

And now were all in together like living in a colony

Every single day not merely periodically

I'm on it see

Making moves like I've got some bionic steeds

Like the animals robotnik breeds

Any time anywhere like quantum leap

Infectious the effect should be quarantined

It's an outbreak

And Pete cannon keeps banging out bass

That will make the whole house shake

Fuck that we're trying to make the whole town shake

The soundscape make you pull a what how face

Tell a friend tell a foe

Promoters have my money in an envelope since I was an embryo

Get it get it get it going going going hella hella dope

When a when a i'm flowing

You better know

Pounds are what you pay me

To make the crowd bounce and get crazy

Haters get trounced on the daily

Turn it up loud when you play me

You know that

Pounds are what you give me

Then I turn it out we getting busy

Come on, on what grounds

Could you ever diss me

I'm to well renowned check the pedigree and history

.............

Don't front on some johnny big bollocks tip

I'm proof that the real body rocking hiphop exists

One thing you should acknowledge is

Rappers can't see me like I've got the ring gollum nicked

But when I kick this verse

What I say isn't fictitious like middle earth

It's disconcerting like a gypsies curse

How I just spit these words

Then you grimace worse than with a twisted nerve

Ain't that some true shit

The soundtrack to when your acting stupid

It's what you do with that cannon music

You can do it put your back in to it

Tell a friend tell a foe

Benny flow addictive like (..?...)

And if you don't get involved

Well then you'll never know

Why it is me and Pete keep getting dough getting those

Pounds are what you pay me

To make the crowd bounce and get crazy

Haters get trounced on the daily

Turn it up loud when you play me

You know that

Pounds are what you give me

Then I turn it out we getting busy

Come on, on what grounds

Could you ever diss me

I'm to well renowned check the pedigree and history

Pounds are what you pay me

To make the crowd bounce and get crazy

Haters get trounced on the daily

Turn it up loud when you play me

You know that

Pounds are what you give me

Then I turn it out we getting busy

Come on, on what grounds

Could you ever diss me

I'm to well renowned check the pedigree and history