Lyrics
Uh, Uh, Uh
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled (yea)
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled (yea)
What!
You thought we just left the scene alone?
Got some front page headline and just ran from out the zone?
You mad?
I think you're having trouble understanding
What it takes to fly the globe but keep the crowds demanding
More of the type of the beats you felt
Kind of smoothness you associate to cream that melts all over tracks
Distinctive patterns are created
Like an emblem on the grill that says it's highly rated
You figured out?
How much energy when we lash it out?
How much goes into a stage show when we move and bash it out?
Iron 'em out
It's no coincidence were up here
It's not a lucky team who had a lucky run in cup year
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled
You can't buy a stretch car then jump in this hard
And bust the kind moves that cuts the bone and leave you scarred
It's stored behind the picture
Taken behind the faces
Take a look around see who leads and who chases
Advancing
I don't care how you feel just keep dancing
You heard me?
I jump on extra tide and flow superbly 'cause it's coming
Open up the gates keep it running
Never been the ones to cotch and start slumming
That's an easy ride
Rather sail a storm then a gentle tide
I find it more exciting and besides I think it's justified that we should blow
Sky dive in the low go let the people know
40,000 feet and still climbing check out the ratio
You're gonna wait until we're gone until you realise it's a masterpiece?
Treated like a prisoner who's got no chance of a quick release
Or realise it's precious and discover the truth
And let signals be the marker point that reach for the roof
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled
Ah!
I don't know where to stop when I see raw
I can't hold back attack, respond with raw
I don't know where to stop when I see raw
I can't hold back attack, respond with raw
I don't know where to stop when I see raw
I can't hold back attack, respond with raw
I don't where to stop when I see low
Can you see that?
You see the door?
What?
You think you could just step it off the street?
If you don't get the bring-in, you don't get the link
That's why some people talk when they really need to think
Clearly
Like leap years don't come yearly
Our camp is truly one of a kind, mean it sincerely
For real
We know that you should know by now
You see it's started all already you should tell by now
Exact
Got satisfied friends around track
We've already started planning way to set the counteract
It's been ready for years but see it's all about timing
You can't expect to reach the top with out a little climbing
It makes sense
You can't hold back with gate/fence
You look tense
I move on with careful accents
And stand tall
Don't wanna reach one but reach all
Got the feeling that you heard already 'cause we heard call
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled (yea)
Coming down, new sound, you should be thankful (uh)
Dirty riffs, dirty beats & dirty samples (yea)
Sell out shows, take the money, then we cancel (uh)
Front rows, back rows, getting trampled
Written by: Clifford Smith, Dominic Smith, Roni Size, Ryan Williams