Lyrics Showtime - Spit Syndicate

I feel like I've been waiting on this my whole life,
Tonight'll be one for the books.,
So bartender bring the bottle back it's quite alright,
Let's do it up like we should

We enter with a check one two, we good,
Soundman keep my level if you could,
Few hood rats to duck, but touch wood,
My plus one tonight will make it one for the books,
Go where the wind blows, blow the money we don't have,
We don't need the beef, let me see those hands,
This night is ours, and I'm trying to find a spark,
Like Sam's car key in Casino, damn.
It trips me, still to see the fans in line
Treat em like fam when they slap me with a five
See the very same bouncer they had the other night,
That banned me for life now he's handing me the mic,
And I might just take it,
Let everything fall into place kid,
Go ape shit, when that bass hits,
The boys are back with some more 1 day shit.

This rap shit is a slow grind,
But there's something in the magic of show time,
Let the sniffer dogs in I ain't paying 'em no mind,
Judging by the jaws, they'll be working overtime,
Real life is a slow grind,
But there's something in the magic of show time,
So recline if you're so inclined,
And go for yours, 'cause I'ma go for mine.

We enter, been in line in my mind all day,
Get my wrist stamped, I slide away,
And I'm not phased in the slightest,
I got a smile that they can't wipe off my face,

And I can fly when I'm inside the gates,
Getting drunk in the crowd with my eyes on stage,
And I'm feeling alright,
Trying to find my man and run riot ay.

Ay boys, how you feel, yo I'm ready for a good night,
Ready to make noise and put it in the air for the hood like yeah,
Throw my hands up and wave them suckers round like I just don't care,
Cos tonight I don't, I'm in the front row drunk with my eyes all bright from the glow,
Ever since the days when I wasn't 18, and I used to rock a mate's ID,
Wait that reminds me, Nick – remember Bloc Party Barcelona?
Aww shit we did it up cuz,
And Kanye in London when his mom passed over? ...
Snuck a bottle in man, we were fucked up!
And Jimmy what about when we all went to see jigga,
Man, we did it big 'cause it gets no bigger,
That feeling the sky has no limits that you can only find in the nosebleed screaming lyrics
So for all of y'all, keeping y'all in health, just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
You got your back bent, nose to the grindstone, I know right?
But let it go tonight its showtime.

Third
So for all the stubs you keep safe in your wallet,
Every stray dollar you saved til you got it,
And when the lights get dim and the crowd roars,
Getting lifted is all that you down for,
Round of applause if you out on tour,
Or you in the crowd getting loud on the floor,
Do it up just like you should,
'Cause Tonight'll be one for the books, sing the hook like.