Tyre Slashin'

Have to get down...
not coz I want to coz I have to get down

Have to get down...
not coz I want to coz I have to get down

I'm not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, no -
I am tyre slashin'
Light some gas on fire to provide some action,
while relaxing
A pyro with a pile of matches, bi-polar with some
violent crashes
Not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, I'm tyre slashin'
when I am rappin'

Oi, I'm breaching the rules this time and space
is teaching me,
believe you me, I need to be;
tapped into another frequency,
Zapped into there where there's peace and freedom,
back to where all of my people be,
Where there ain't no belief in Jesus, nah n
ah, he's don't speak to me
Being religious, is really just...
a way to get in between us
And if we team up, like indeed we must,
hen maybe we could see freedom,
And it really sucks, and it beat me up
how we (either) divided or undecided
When its easy to see
all we really need is love,

Its happening now bruh,
got stacks and I'm wrapping a pound up,
Gotta get up, gotta get up!
But have to get down to actually ground,
in fact the cash doesn't sound
so attractive its hazardous now
Have to get down...
not coz I want to, coz I have to get down

Not preaching at all,
when I hear preaching I screech to halt,
i don't fear evil I'm sealed in a vault yo
and the ceilings are tall,
for years I been trying to find reason to talk,
my peers a been on some we need you talk,
Cheetah, I'm finally here - and I'm feeling the force
so you're dealing with awesome
Proceeding with with caution, not hitting the beach
or getting my feet deep in the water,
when peeps in a war zone,
Breda its deep and the wars on
Woke, no time for sleep,
gotta keep sequencing beats for speaking some things on
week after week, with beats bars and beats
I'll reach mars in weeks, peace!

I'm not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, no -
I am tyre slashin'
Light some gas on fire to provide some action,
while relaxing
A pyro with a pile of matches, bi-polar with some
violent crashes
Not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, I'm tyre slashin'
when I am rappin'

Oi, that's a flagrant,
why are man calling man Arabian
All dem man are faking,
them nah rasta I call em out on bacon
Fallin' out I hate them mans, with the vacant glance,
can't take them mans gotta shake em
waste Man a try shaking hands
but I aint making plans, nah I break em
Watch when I speak on the beat,
people'll be receiving a piece of the Jesus,
Believe me, been christlike since pre b c ...
Cops wanna freak when they see peeps and their weed,
lock em when peeps should be free, but
I believe we, have been living the high life since pre bc

I'm not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, no -
I am tyre slashin'
Light some gas on fire to provide some action,
while relaxing
A pyro with a pile of matches, bi-polar with some
violent crashes
Not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, I'm tyre slashin'
when I am rappin'

I'm not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, no -
I am tyre slashin'
Light some gas on fire to provide some action,
while relaxing
A pyro with a pile of matches, bi-polar with some
violent crashes
Not rocking a suit and tie as fashion, I'm tyre slashin'
when I am rappin'