Lyrics Contact - Foreign Beggars , Noisia

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah we run that, drug war on the track for the comeback get it like.
Hah, Yeah I'm on that, hot wax on the floor catch a contact get 'em like.
(Bloww) Yeah we run that, drug war on the track for the comeback get it like (Bloww)
Yeah I'm on that, hot wax on the floor catch a contact get 'em like.

(Wavey base)
Yeah, We've been around for a minute
Been around the block still pack shows innit.
(Yeah)
And now you wanna get with it
See we come this far no blags no gimmicks.
No A & R slipping back trying ta get the pickage
For starters my names to hot for those bitches!
Foreign Beggars yeah you know we went and done did it
From London to the bake, yes we pay for the ticket.
Yeah, we've got a whole lot of hype
Whole lot of scraps and a whole lot of vibe.
Whole lot of guys trying ta blow from the mic.
But no one ain't bringing up, and cold to the site.
So, you best act like you get it
Step to the stage and you 'bout to get wetted.

You'll never last that will everlast like you're credited
If there's beef then trust a beggar fan boy did it like
(Bloww) Yeah we run that, drug war on the track for the comeback get it like (Bloww).
Hah, Yeah I'm on that, hot wax on the floor catch a contact get 'em like.

(Bloww) Yeah we run that, drug war on the track for the comeback get it like (Bloww)
Yeah I'm on that, hot wax on the floor catch a contact get 'em like. (Bloww)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I spend time in the game, paying those dues
Making those move, still the same old groves
'Cept my brain holds a few more, straight cold tunes
And you're more likely to get your??
Done a few more steps the stage shows new
And now it's more jam packed than Rush Hour 2
Bringing me bore buff sluts to f*ck on the daily
And a lot more I wouldn't touch if you paid me.
Man I don't ramp, and I blow amps
The fam that I roll with will smash your whole camp
'Cause the beats you make sound crap and don't bang
While the tracks we program are so nang
We're on top of the food chain common with the skills
That'll have any weak crew running to the hills.

But there's no place to hide, we're at large and heavy
Coming to a store near you, yeah, you get me!

(Bloww) Yeah we run that, drug war on the track for the comeback get it like (Bloww).
Yeah I'm on that, hot wax on the floor catch a contact get 'em like.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Bloww)
Get 'em like (Bloww)
(Bloww)
Get 'em like (Bloww)
(Bloww)
Get 'em like (Bloww)