[Verse 1 - Chester P]

Economy class, rap heads from hells hole

Sleepless, eyelids are feeling like velcro sticking

The shadow of death is right behind me

Sittin' in a block on the way, is where ya find me

It's nuttin' like a dock on the bay though, believe me

Lookin' like the sun in the night, you can't see me

I'm out there under the lens of maintaining

I named them and shamed them

Send your complaints into 33C and you can suck my dick street

I trust my survival instincts to ride

My slangs pen on it again

Pop the champagne corks in the sky just to battlе the rainfall

I came with a versе that could rattle a snake

Bite back like count drac, watching a girls neck

Late night medium, Jeckyll slash hide yours

From this eye sore, my hunch is like Igors

Life's parallel to a fairytale in hell

And I see no and hear no and speak how I will about evil

A childs guide wannabe Crowleys

Burnin' the matter at hand, it's in the diaries I'm writing

Fiery text to cascade in

Came with a furious form of translation

Street scenes bury alive in recreational sweet dreams

Shake not stir your sensations

[Hook]

On the loose with a brand new dose of animation (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

Rap kids rich and poor, hit the wavelength (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

Rich kids, poor kids check this wavelength (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

[Verse 2 - Farma G]

Who's diggin' the dirt blud?

It's gonna hurt cuz

I'll grind you and crush you up

Like a peng bud

I'm slapping your crew back oh way back

Dinosaurs and caveman roaming around in a big pack

I'm king of the disco kids

You're wishing to live the life I live and hit big

Like I don't have the same wish

Now think of the dinosaurs fightin' for a place to eat

Who thinks of the rappers going crazy just to hear the beat

I'm keeping it grimey for the kids living on the street

You're wanting the bling bling stuff

Well that's just not me

We make original, music to listen to

We're taking dudes out and nobody is missing you

I'm telling the truth

I heard the proof in the interview

You and your crew was too good to be really true

I'm takin' it back I didn't mean to

Like I knew the move would prove

To be the product of a heavy bad mood ah huh huh

I swim fast like packs of sea lions

Things pass by like Zap, now we're flying

We're ultrasonic boom sorry I just didn't see you

My first book's a childs guide to good and evil

So rest with a day break

Broke halfway, snapped in the middle of the motorway

Fast lane car chase just to keep close

To the McBane starbase in the cloud of smoke

[Hook]

On the loose with a brand new dose of animation (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

Rap kids rich and poor, hit this wavelength (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

Rich kids, poor kids check this wavelength (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations

Rich kids, poor kids check this wavelength (McBane!)

Shake not stir your sensations