Once freed, always magical
They have to differentiate, different breed different animal
He engineers precision but never mistake for mechanical
In synthetic worlds they take natural
As radical, can't face the infallible
Their entire view of the system's based on a unilateral
Opinion, nothing but biased
And they don't really wanna try us the pa**ion remains flammable
Remains combustible and remains charged
They should call him constable the way he paints ma..sterpieces
It's a race to be an ace in this game of cards
Only one in the pack can lay claim to hearts
Davis frontrunner outpaces
Any opponent he'll just leave em frozen in stasis
And he hasn't even tightened his laces
Standing at the finish line while they're finalising the places
I ..... wanna kiss the clouds, wanna give my soul to the people and
I ..... wanna give it back, I wanna give my soul to the people now
They say the game's dead the party's over
But he's bringing the flair and playing the field like Barcelona
His lyricism his sk** and rhythm's the art of joga-
Bonito in vocal form, they start to sober
When they smell the harsh aroma of this coffee
He's got the music to 'make it happen' like Nizlopi
Stuck in this western world, surrounded by cowboys
Who can't see the picture or hear the sound because they're a sh** copy
But the quality will shine through, and quickly remind you
That Davis is representing divine truth
Listen I've done what you're trying to
With the intensity and energy of every jungle and grime tune
I feel inclined to
Bring a different taste to the marketplace and be embraced just like irn bru
I know I'll reach what I aspire to
But it's more than self gratification and just so people admire you
I ..... wanna kiss the clouds, wanna give my soul to the people and
I ..... wanna give it back, I wanna give my soul to the people now