[Chorus: Prince Rapid]
Lights on, camera, action
In the building, can you feel this?
Now we're in the zone
(Yeah, yeah) It goes
Lights on, camera, action
In the building, can you feel this?
Now we're in the zone
(Yeah, yeah) It goes
Sqwad, Sqwad, 2012
[Verse 1: Dirty Danger]
I gave my heart to the game
My face to the fame; the stress to my brain
Got me fucked up spitting this pain
I'm letting off like an automatic gun with no aim
I turned my back to the trap, rather sell raps than sell wraps
Rather make racks with my tracks
I'm fully focused, driver's seat, straight
But I ain't tryna get undеrpaid and still have to pay tax
I pray to God that he guides mе
Every single day and nightly
I'm hoping happiness and wealth finds me
The devil's knocking at my door, he said he likes me
But I don't like him 'cause I'm not like him
And when I'm crying, he plays the violin
Tryna get up in my cell
Tell me that's the right way to go but I'm still here saying no
The cars, the clothes, the money, the hoes
Ask yourself if you really need 'em
It's like a trap, this society, I need some freedom
This ain't the same place that we used to call Eden (believe)
Lights on, camera, action
I wanna touch the world like my man Michael Jackson
I wanna start a new life, I can feel my contractions
I build it up from a fraction, uh
[Verse 2: Slix]
Uh, flow wavy but I've been sober lately
Drinking water in the club to keep myself hydrated
Cop Cîroc for all my n****s, champagne for my ladies
Yellow models want my babies and we only got acquainted
N****s think they're gully, go and catch a case
Face time, next thing you know, they're singing like a tenor
Uh, two years ago, I was locked up in a cellar
Uh, now I'm on tour with '09's top seller
How do we stay civil? It's a civil war
We're fighting for them keys to the paranormal doors
I'm tryna be what Socrates is to soccer, G (a legend)
I'm tryna be what property is to Monopoly (an asset)
I'm married to the money, call that shit monogamy
All aboard this dictatorship, fuck the democracy
We rest them all in peace, in loving memory (dead)
Lay a flower wreath, pour some liquor, please
Motherfuckers know I'm ill, only shoot to kill, yes, I will
Flow major with or without a deal, highly blessed, yes, I feel
Peter Piper picked a pepper but I picked a letter
The hustle had me saying "jheeze" like Giggs, and I
Been a flashy kid ever since "Anna"
These haters on my (beep), let me live, can I?
Going to war with everyone, the mic's my only ally
Loyalty is everything, I'll die before I lie
[Verse 3: Tinchy Stryder]
Funny how they spend their days discussing all my income
PRS, royalties, the Queen's head; I need some
Used to rock Ed Hardy shades with the rings on
Now I'm in a Nialaya chain fresh from Hong Kong
Car with a nice top, black with a shine gloss
Bought myself a white house, we labelled it the Ice Box
Everything I spit and speak about, you know I'm living it
Pass me, roll the chro', then lick it up, you smell the burning piff
Catching up with Kelly Rowland and Max the presenter
Said I'll strike a chord, I guess I got the X Factor
Never seeking shortcuts, laidback with my feet up
Back of the S-class, I give thanks to my chauffeur
Fucking with some bosses, tailored suit, mobsters
Connected to the higher power, welcome to the office
Quicker with responses, ticking off the long list
Bye bye, kiss kiss, seal it with some crosses
Switch up the terminology when writing my biography
Been in a different world to them, my phone's needing a canopy
Maybe I'm the reason everybody's gotta face facts
Startup and their records and their visuals and their press packs
Tell my friends and family I thank them for supporting
Pay them back with all my love, it's worth more than a fortune
Tears of joy are drowning out the pain, monsoon
I thank Lord for my fans, they're awesome
[Chorus: Prince Rapid]
Lights on, camera, action
In the building, can you feel this?
Now we're in the zone
(Yeah, yeah) It goes
Lights on, camera, action
In the building, can you feel this?
Now we're in the zone
(Yeah, yeah) It goes