Beneath the Surface

(Kinny and Arcanum)

She's on a bed in a more than sign
Cuz I swapped hip-hop for the dead ass grind
Eight Jimmy Hills and I sniffed twelve lines
While he sleeps stood still, Imma go get mine
Drugs kicked in now, right when I'm bagged up
Don't you worry babe, I got some Viagra
Two more lines, do my tie and I'm dapped up
Don't wanna talk babe, just wanna shag ya
Next time I see ya, drove straight past ya
Rolly on my wrist and my tunes all mastered
Smoking on the piff, both whiffed and plastered
Can't kill this sick English Bastard
No EDL, No UKIP shit
Love Bentleys over German whips
And English girls their magnetic
Both reds and blues like bloods and crips
(Bloods and crips)
(Bloods and crips)
(Bloods and crips)

Naked with a movie and some boobies do I like this
Feeling like it's tainted since I painted up your likeness
Majesty cost four grand, but apathy was priceless
Sweating in my bedding guess I'm heading to a crisis
Betting I won't fight this. Falling down that long path
Followed by the black dog, Swallowed by the contrast
I remember fearless, now I'm so beyond trapped
Drowning in the tears waterlogging devil's contracts
Lusting off the contact, hate it at the same time
Living as insomniacs, sleeping in the daytime
Thinking struggle bars, I'm Mr Struggle, struggle hard
When in a muddle suckle tar, I only cuddle at a bar
Or when I'm drugged up, fucked up, dead inside, dumbstruck
Psyduck'd, spun stuck and tied up like Young Buck.
Yeah, Not angry just nervous. Wanna know the real me?
Look Beneath The Surface

(Yeah)
(Twenty Twenty-One)
(We're on this shit)
(It's summer all year)

(How long did it take to write this fucking track?)
(About five fucking years)

You're so wavy, crazy, spaced-out, lazy
Samples of bottles and coins and gravy
I like Kano. Don't like Jay-Z
Hold tight Bugzy. Fuck you Tay Keith
I've been at the depths too
Sitting in my bedroom
Nuvva bag of (lemo)
And I've already had two
Waking up the neighbours
Listening to my tunes
Me and Kinny will come right through
And hit tracks like Ali hits dudes
Sell tracks, make stacks from tunes
Sit back and enjoy the view
I got a house party, starts at two
Girl off Tinder sending me nudes
Three in a night, You've had three in your life
If you think it isn't right, Well then fuck you

Flow is hot shit, but chill like candle jars
Not Flobots, shit still, we can Handlebars
I can drill and I can trap and other DIY
But I didn't graduate, cuz my third eye blind
So the words go hide and my brain gets lazy
Hard Knock Life. Nine twice like Jay-Z
And still you amaze me, you call me crazy
I spin soft shit like lathes and Swayze
D12 made me, Tupac saved me
Drake then caved me, but OF gave me
A reason to ease on the sway to the seasoned
Cuz I'm not gon' be one and I am the shit.
Demons want freedom. They're beaten and bleeding
I'm feeling them leaving. The anger is easing
I'm even more seething I'm not yet the reason
That some of these teens are just learning to spit.

(Yeah)

(Idol Mindz)
(Kinny and Arcanum)