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[Intro: Barebase] Are you receiving this signal? It's important that you pay attention Are you receiving this signal? It's important that you pay attention [Verse 1: Barebase] Is anybody out there Houston do I sound clear? Are you reading me? Change the frequency, blip, blip How long have I been alone on this ship? Pacing, waiting, suspended animation Thinking, sketching, drawing up conclusions B be beyond the infinite, get with it Or get the fuck out the kitchen [Verse 2: Milkavelli] I blow stacks like Kovacs, the point two version I woke up feeling like a brand new person I rent a flat for my alias and act miscellaneous Random, sеcure the bag like it's dangеrous (Baggy!) Swinging a sword like Soulcalibur Independent act so I act like my own manager Run the track on my own and it shows stamina Bowl cut, look like I'm Toad or Noel Gallagher Ay, Benihana lunch pack for school (Uhuh) Balenciaga logo make the dunce hat look cool Like ay, swegg with an E double G Morning, breakfast never tasted so sweet [Verse 3: Salar] It's that C-O to the D With the ki-lo of the die-sel on me Who d'you know, who d'you know That can cane a week's worth of Lucozade and beak Then calmly lay asleep? I suffer from trueness of grandeur Put old GOATs out to pasture Showboat with no anchor "I don't know" is your answer My, mantra is "fuck a mantra" I'm most probably looking past ya If you think I'm looking at ya It's Essy in the three-piece looking gangster It wasn't just my mother who said I'm looking dapper No, I'm on some Neo rapper, The One son You on some Cleopatra Comin' Atcha! Talk bags or I can't understand ya [Verse 4: Lee Scott] I shun your crew, shrug and chew a motherfucking Bubbaloo I introduce myself as who the fuck are you? Sitting on me high horse huffin' Wonderglue Like whoop-de-doo, I shouldn't judge you but I do I'm on the ball and off the wall Walk with me but don't talk to me like I'm on a call Discussing many topics from net to profit With a stack of money for a phone and no credit on it (Hello?) I'm getting on it like Bill in his younger days Fuck a wage, rapping about making money pays! (Ching!) So I stack paper with Brick Pelican The Greatest Mystery of All, you can have nature I'm iller than anybody I've ever known Getting dome, whispering you secrets with a megaphone I, I, I just want to be left alone I wash me Maccies down with Stella, when in Rome [Verse 5: Sniff] Yuh, yada, yada, Sniff whiter than your carbonara Park the Lada like father you don't want drama Screaming "Lager, Lager" like it's Underworld Bucked this one chick but yo that's someone's girl Finger blast the Tinder match quick fast Went to Maccies took the pickle out my Big Mac Rack two lines, sniff that Two words for your baby momma, Slim Fast [Verse 6: Black Josh] Goin' sick on this one bar loop, lupus Hit the spliff like I have two, deuces Winter time sipping Summer Fruits, juices I'm still underground, above the ground, Lukas My lighty's like Stacey Dash; Clueless I tie Balenciaga laces into nooses Hatton Lab, hanging 'round with the cool kids Running up a tab at the jewellers [Verse 7: Stinkin' Slumrok] It's that sick fuck, yeah the same one from all the videos Tryna link some buddha chicks just to get me spiritual Rokky be a wally sometimes, not if the booty won't When I'm moody bro stay clear, flee the water hole 'Cause a nigga need a drink, dry mouth got me salty in this bitch Need a soggy noddy sloshy with the bubble lit Who's the funkiest? Drunk and old, like I don't know but I be trying Everyday my brain cells frying No denying, it's the C-U-L-T, I'm a C-U-N-T And if your auntie needs a suttin just to WhatsApp me, you'll see where I be It's the season to be, sat and freezing on your arse, nigga, 90 degrees [Verse 8: Bill Shakes] I got ninety degrees, in cider and E's Caused a forest fire getting high in the trees Favourite pastime getting smashed by the police Life in the streets, why you tryna try it with me? Unless your a bird you can't F with Shakes I jack medal stick Live everyday like yesterday I smoke broccoli and vegetate I don't meditate, I self medicate [Verse 9: King Grubb] I get paid to sour stroke millions (?) Cult civilized civilians Got a cold, cold heart like Hank Williams You're hyped off the promo, huh? Backflipping, I'm in the gaff whipping Pancakes with hash in 'em That's how the man's living, cash in the bank chilling The last villain with plans to grow plants on every inch of land pillaged Kinging on them, agnant and ignant [Outro: BeTheGun] Are you receiving this signal? Are you receiving this signal?