Yo!
Sciffa-diffa-dibba-dibbem-wow
With the way I'm buzzing you with the thought I muck about
Oh well to the people that's thinking I'm gonna fail
I've never been jailed, but i'm so cool I'm in cells
I'm in a scene full of girls, but I only fuck with you cuz I know sez sells
And when they say 'holla back'
I tell 'em that I don't speak no americano!
Oh!
We got the sort of flow that you can't purchase
We run down shows and we done verses
10! 10! 10! We did it on purpose
You wearin' all star and converses
Lyrically I'm committing bare murders
You chat to the 5-0, no purpose
They seen from the clouds, dumb circus
Marvell FM, it's all curtains
Hey!
Put it up a little louder
Someone's getting pissed off bubbles getting power
Sorry if my websites damaging your browser
taking over cities in an hour!
We're from London, said you might find us in Trafalgar
Bangin' at the bar room
Bullying the bouncer
DJs pulling out the tracks liek it's Trial Star
Blowing all the money on the girls like it's powder!
And they always quote; 'Their in love wit' us'
But I see through these girls like binoculars
Met her on Facebook, poked her esophagus
Cuz I'm always in my prime, no Optimus!
I keep hearing I wanna be UV
U2s big but wait 'til they see you three
And they can't see me, I'm like UV
This ain't Twitter, stop following my routine!
You see when you write a bar the whole scene dash it,
But when it's us it's just; 'Okay, that's it'
Marvell FM the whole things massive
0-7-9-7-9 man, classic!
But they still acting as if we did voodoo or we practice magic
To get here, honestly
Think properly
Damn right predictions on 500 lotteries
If I'm a witch what's that guy gotta be
I'm going harder than dried up pottery
I rised up horribly
These guys don't bother me
Reminds me of comedy
You might sell holidays
Footsteps you make, it's great, it's choreography
Cuz it's got a style for the mainstream
And this all started as a day dream
You wish you was fucking on the same team
Artist: Earth Crisis
Artist: Lisa Miskovsky
Artist: Corb Lund