The Lynch

Diggin deep into the low budget

Halftime

We find

Diamonds in the rough

We rough them up and watch them glisten

Yeah

Yeahyayyy

Chicken thigh

Ya know

Chicken thigh

My ill piece cosmic commentator

Niche innovator

Of this hard left

Something like a treble cleft

Turning over cobble like a back street chef

Don’t you be mistaken is it odd dub for G

Or go get them bricks or we can meet down blackheath

Bringing the set, bringing the decks, bringing the plastic

We can crash on a one or way

Play for play

To see who make the crowd bubble

It’s pure trouble and trauma

Weak hearts keep trying their love

Sector few we central get rough we get bruised

Left them walking open just they string they vest and shoes

It was on the choice

You chose to come and test

Braised all your steaks now ain’t jack shite left

Now you’re in the know you’ll be best to head the warning and learn

You mess with them pickies and you shall get burnt

That’s a fact with a 10 grand trap

We hang a sound guy

We hang him up high

Nurse starts fi check ‘im, an we see the end cry

Shoulda never test

Shoulda never try

Did he na walk on tha

I consider why

We hang a sound guy

We hang him up high

Nurse starts fi check ‘im an we see the end cry

Did he not walk on tha

I consider why

Shoulda never test

Shoulda never try

Ain’t no stigma attached

Unashamed

That's the proud posse

Cruff cycle dudutuff

From the cuff

The script

Ya know that it’s conclusive

With the response from weak heart we flex

Stay abusive

We are the original soul g

Born to defend that belief with a vigour

Carrot juice nigga

Born to deliver

On type the boogy proof croof

From the heart the soul

It’s not socialite more like socialist

Shack up wrack up

Raggamatic twist tell me

Why the hell you wan fi run up ya gums

A criss tings we bring when Manuva come

And ain’t no blaggin or braggin

That stuff work miracles

Geez get them tapes and in two weeks they fly like aeroplanes

We should be full of ourselves

Got these roots fi applies to the science that defines

Frontline full time

Diggin them trenches I sharpen my senses

Sound of war drum

For 10 miles around you hear that supersonic off (?)

We stamp on weak hearts with size 12 foot

We are

Bloodthirsty

Showing no mercy

Needle hits the plate

Town boys emigrate cos they just can’t handle

Shame and disgrace

Who be those brays trynn’a hold they face

Trynn’a hold back the tears

Who”s grip ah we fear

Beggin for a bly but they dun get ill

Contract is written an we gone for the kill

Contract is written and we gone

(chorus) x2

We hang a sound guy

We hang him up high

Nurse starts fi check him and we see the end, cry

Did he not walk corner

I consider why

Shoulda never test

Shoulda never try

We hang a sound guy

We hang him up high

Did he not walk corner

I consider why

Shoulda never test

Shoulda never try

Should never test, yeah…