Released on September 15, 2013

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[Verse 1: Orifice Vulgatron]

Timelapse, freezeframe

Right beside and all deranged

Mad stacks, cheap change

Move like chips, free-range

Album deal, that's a [?]

[?], you stay pre-paid

No long ting on a deep mate

1-4-12, cheap date

You can't see straight

Look ahead, all you'll see is [?]

Outcast, [?] chase

Down hearts, you a cheapskate

Me wait? Please mate

These days man I eat cake

These fakes' knees ache

We the greatest, no debate

Foreign Beggars, Lunar C, that's the fucking truth

[?] hits you if you really need the fucking proof

Shot-caller man, you know we make the fucking rules

At the same time, look who breaking all the fucking rules

OV, Lunar C, watch the weak fall

Mix the browns with the whites, speedboat

I'm going at your girl with [?]

We throwing bitches off the roof, free-fall


[Hook: Lunar C]

You say you're down for the cause

You're just hanging around

We're tryna break down doors

You keep weighing me down

We never cared about yours

One day I will wear that crown

So you keep wait at them doors

You'll be speaking from under the ground

Say you're down for the cause

But you ain't really earned your stripes

Yeah I've been on my FT tip since day

You should already know that I'm fly

Hate when they see me win

Bet 'cause they're runner-up gets no prize

But you ain't gonna see me slipping

I'm grounded, they're all treading on thin ice

Yeah, Lunar C, yo, yo, yo, yo


[Verse 2: Lunar C]

Tried being civilised but it don't work

Now I live life on my own terms

I'm sixty-nining a old bird

Her catheter bag sitting right on my shoulder

Ugh, shit's gotten ugly

I ain't playing round, tell them not to push me

Stop the fuckery, you're not as hungry

You're all half-arsed like you lost a buttcheek

One foot in the door, I ain't stepping back

Wiping dog shit on the welcome mat

I rap better than them pimps you putting on the pedestal

Crush anyone in my path 'til they wanna let me through

[?] should be grateful just to wake up in the morning

I came to fuck your day up 'cause I'm bored and

My brain's too fucked to take drugs anymore

You lot chat a load of bare

Keep your distance 'cause I know you're scared

You can keep talking from over there

I'll scope you and a bitch like 'Get over here!'

So what if they say they don't get me?

I ain't tryna be no radio friendly

Pop star, stroke an eight-year-old's wet dream

Just give me the money to pay my own rent please

I'm just tryna eat

Ask anyone, they'll tell you that I am a beast

That's why these promoters are hiring me

I get the crowd gassed up like riot police

On fire, try put it out but it won't work

Sweep them up, put them in a urn

I ain't even dying [?] let a motherfucker burn


[Hook: Lunar C]

You say you're down for the cause

You're just hanging around

We're tryna break down doors

You keep weighing me down

We never cared about yours

One day I will wear that crown

So you keep wait at them doors

You'll be speaking from under the ground

Say you're down for the cause

But you ain't really earned your stripes

Yeah I've been on my FT tip since day

You should already know that I'm fly

Hate when they see me win

Bet 'cause they're runner-up gets no prize

But you ain't gonna see me slipping

I'm grounded, they're all treading on thin ice

You say you're down for the cause

You're just hanging around

We're tryna break down doors

You keep weighing me down

We never cared about yours

One day I will wear that crown

So you keep wait at them doors

You'll be speaking from under the ground

Say you're down for the cause

But you ain't really earned your stripes

Yeah I've been on my FT tip since day

You should already know that I'm fly

Hate when they see me win

Bet 'cause they're runner-up gets no prize

But you ain't gonna see me slipping

I'm grounded, they're all treading on thin ice