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Standing on the stairwell to hell
But don′t cross me though
Omega superstitious one nut job to go
Serve me with a cold beer
Turn up your speaker
It's time we got acquainted
Wagwan, nice to meet ya
Post-internet, wi-fi, fo-fum
And I′ll never go pop, rather die ho-hum
Hold tight Cloud Delungs
To all those on keyboards all bumping comps
You can all suck me plums
Scrapping until death becomes
For life's crumbs
I'm not one of those lost ones
Who push lungs for lump sums
Who mind you with dum-dums
This is for Section.80
Here′s my cake, who wants some?
Love, you gotta shout louder
Crank up the hearing aid
Dialogues the power
I shower my thoughts to empower
Extra-terrestrial
Like a flower
Growing on the surface of Mars
This is my hour
Running out of time like Bauer
Oh life′s sour
Been born in Babylon since '95
Getting hype on the mic
Yeah we′re streaming live
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, I let 'em
Drip, dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
She′s uploading pics of her arse
Since the CIA's tapping us
And the lack-lust of fashion
Lacking trust and thus we must
Kick up some dust and don′t sleep
Gonna belly up the beast
And try to eat more than spag bol for tea
Get left in the graveyard for has-been MCs
Where they form cover bands
Perform classic LPs
Much to the despair of the audience
It's so-so this Harvey sings along to accordion
Step into proverbial DeLorean
There's no ignoring him
He′s got a sword with him
It′s war within
Just exposing a few fears
Downing a few beers
Having a chin-wag with the page my love dears
Let's have a toast to the young years
And lord willing they′ll roll over
Like a boulder
Chasing me through life's labyrinth
Not sober
I′m in a food coma
Dreaming I'm sailing to Barcelona
On a ring doughnut
With a cold Corona
That′s an unsound fallacy
But makes sense in the fabrication of mind's tapestry
Born in Babylon since '95
Getting hype on the mic
Yeah we′re streaming live
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, I let ′em
Drip, dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
But don′t cross me though
Omega superstitious one nut job to go
Serve me with a cold beer
Turn up your speaker
It's time we got acquainted
Wagwan, nice to meet ya
Post-internet, wi-fi, fo-fum
And I′ll never go pop, rather die ho-hum
Hold tight Cloud Delungs
To all those on keyboards all bumping comps
You can all suck me plums
Scrapping until death becomes
For life's crumbs
I'm not one of those lost ones
Who push lungs for lump sums
This is for Section.80
Here′s my cake, who wants some?
Love, you gotta shout louder
Crank up the hearing aid
Dialogues the power
I shower my thoughts to empower
Extra-terrestrial
Like a flower
Growing on the surface of Mars
This is my hour
Running out of time like Bauer
Oh life′s sour
Been born in Babylon since '95
Getting hype on the mic
Yeah we′re streaming live
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, I let 'em
Drip, dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
She′s uploading pics of her arse
Since the CIA's tapping us
And the lack-lust of fashion
Lacking trust and thus we must
Kick up some dust and don′t sleep
Gonna belly up the beast
And try to eat more than spag bol for tea
Get left in the graveyard for has-been MCs
Where they form cover bands
Perform classic LPs
Much to the despair of the audience
It's so-so this Harvey sings along to accordion
Step into proverbial DeLorean
There's no ignoring him
He′s got a sword with him
It′s war within
Just exposing a few fears
Downing a few beers
Having a chin-wag with the page my love dears
Let's have a toast to the young years
And lord willing they′ll roll over
Like a boulder
Chasing me through life's labyrinth
Not sober
I′m in a food coma
Dreaming I'm sailing to Barcelona
On a ring doughnut
With a cold Corona
That′s an unsound fallacy
But makes sense in the fabrication of mind's tapestry
Born in Babylon since '95
Getting hype on the mic
Yeah we′re streaming live
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
Dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, I let ′em
Drip, dripping all these colours off my mind
Let the colours just
Drip, drip
Writer(s): Micaela Rachel Levi, Kwesi Sey, Kieren Dickins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
