[Verse 1 -Chester P]

Deep waters, flying sweet saucers

Life reinforced how I take all precautions I'm

In the square with my eyes on three corners

Back against the fourth tryna fall through the border I'm

Wall crawling, flying sweet Venus

Time intervened as the pin burst the metre

The spin doc trapped in eternal hiatus

Pin drop silence, deafening your chambers

The dark angel, I'm Gabriel's evil cousin

Ask Damien, I parallel next to nothing

See my light burn bright through a time tunnel

Tеlevision is the breast that our mind sucklеs

Roll your tongue in, 'cause us cats still slum it

We write all day and then spit on a empty stomach

Dust busters hard to kill, the hunted runners

Final countdown blud, all our days are numbered

Soul searching so long and never found a place

My whole life's like a fire, they're in outer space

All I've ever really known, is around the way

Going sleep and waking up, to the sound of rain

Feel the energy that motivates the way I feel

A driller killer on the loose with a power drill

I'm gonna live like I've got a couple hours still

Even though I gotta make my way around the wheel

[Hook]

Got dreams on a big scale, tales of a life lived

Eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge

Dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps

Bar how it might get, can I get a mic check?

Got dreams on a big scale, tales of a life lived

Eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge

Dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps

Bar how it might get, can I get a mic check?

[Verse 2 - Farma G]

I'd like to start off with twenty four flavours of venom

And have gremlins running loose there's gonna be a beheading

I'm like the dark horse fed from the main source

Watch as the flames roared drunk on the iron ore

Did she just shake her TicTacs at me?

I'm bred hot so ho, holey like polo

Demonic mojo in touch like moto

Scratching at the doors of a Hell hole's a no no

Spread like the fire flames, screams like a hostage

Head like the terrorist as dead like the gossip

And I shot three rounds of pain in all pureness

Then I caught the bullets in my fingertips

It's, tricks blend mix chicken and a crucifix

Priest with a bloody knife acting like a lunatic

They call me king of the swingers

Until my fingers got injured

And slashed off by a priest on a bender

It's, Farms Beatnik charms like a gringo

Feel like a crew even when I stay single

Shoot out your lights man, stunt guy, stand-in

Acting, cold as ice with hot hands

You wouldn't listen to me, you thought I'd lost the plot

You made a boo boo blud there's been a mix up

Confusion reigns, sound clash day tripper

The end is near for you soon, you're next up

[Hook]

Got dreams on a big scale, tales of a life lived

Eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge

Dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps

Bar how it might get, can I get a mic check?

Got dreams on a big scale, tales of a life lived

Eyes on your details, sharp as a knifes edge

Dark as the nights depths, far from the right steps

Bar how it might get, can I get a mic check?