Rewind The Tape

Yo, thank you for flying Astronomy Class through friendly skies
Today's co-pilots: Osloteq and B.V.A
We're going back through some old
Tapes that never saw the light of day

My true identity was never meant to be all up in MTV
So outside of the music, don't even fuckin' mention me
Eventually your friends will be like, "Man, you're acting too strange"
Explain that to Batman, he's trying to be like Bruce Wayne
Three deranged shy women, sunnies and a pirate grin
Another world, like a tab a day of psilocybin
The paradigm is called celebrity status
While making dope music is all that really matters
And the steel platter's turned, "It's the latest real ditty"
Cunts don't listen to the words, and that's the real pity
And I'm envious of the cash but not of all that bullshit
They either put you up on a pedestal or a pulpit
What about my lyrical full clip? My lethal weapon
And y'all can keep on steppin', but I've already said it
Pen spatterin' fresh with no need to edit
The answer to your questions are all there, so dead it

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There's a lot of cats clockin' with not much thanks
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And we can't wait, time will cost you mate

Now some say I shout like, but I don't get no clout like
It's a down right mistake, an outright piss take
Underpaid, under stress, so I guess I'm underground
I'm known for my sound and I'm prone to wander 'round
I got the wanderlust, I must move or else I'll go mad
Strap a pack to my back and make tracks like a nomad
Laptop and a notepad, low tech, I do it my way
I'm tryna thumb a lift on the information super highway
It's never been my aim to chase no fame
But at the same time, who wants to die without a name?
But still it's a shame how some heroes are unsung
Especially when the dudes getting props are so humdrum
They get the lump sum and the press stay brassy
And no one gets to hear some shit that might have been a classic
And that's it, that's just the way it goes
So I just keep steppin' the only way I know

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There ain't no one but got six zeros in my rank
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One day we might make dough but we just don't know

Tryna represent
Watch my moves
Represent

It don't matter to me, I get up in the lab like church
I love a lot of hard work, you bet that I'd work free
Before that I work cheap, you think that you know me
I think that you owe me, 'cause this here's my heart and soul
But it might look like that we're on cruise control
Yo we take this biz so serious, here it is
Fuck the industry bigwigs, tell this to the lot of them
They can't emulate our instincts or control what the kids think
It's slippery in the skate rink, I'm the hiss in the tape head
The bang in your butt that make you scream, "What the fuck?"
Time to loosen up, least what we do is what we love
In a world that's so corrupt, still happy and chill
Taking it bill by bill, we still got our cheap thrills
And they be priceless and out of control
Like them petrol prices, yeah

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It's the people working the least that make all the bank
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Why don't you waste my time and I'll thank you mate
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There's a lot of cats clockin' with not much thanks
Rewind the tape, fill in the blanks
And we can't wait, time will cost you mate

So, just because you see that rapper and you're wondering
Why he's been on the scene for so long, no album
Don't ever forget, a dope MC is a dope MC
With or without a record deal from Sony
So this is going out to all those unsung heroes
Yo, we salute you