Yeah, yeah, we back baby I ain’t gone lie, man, I ain’t gone lie Tell ’em Last time we partied was f**ing ma**ive And I’m still scattered, haha But you know we still at it From my mic in my mumma’s cupboard to rap With Mr Illmatic, I’m Phil Jackson Got eleven gold rings on the wall sh**, if you gone ball make sure you have a ball ‘Cause it’s a great escape so day to day I keep hammering away word to Andy Dufresne Yeah, them boys are back, you better buckle up Switch to flight mode as we forever run a muck I’m zen with the pen, I’m in Chi mode, bro So I wrote a rhyme to blow your mind like CeeLo’s phone I’m on another level, let ’em flap their lips Decapitating gladiators, call me Maximus And if you really believe, man, that’s all that it takes I ran up, slam dunked and put my balls in their face, hahaha Never gonna Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Never gonna Gonna break my way So you best make way It’s the great escape “Drop the ba**, take it straight to the face” “Yeah, yeah” “Yeah, yeah” “Oh Lord, I’m [?]” “Yeah—Yeah, yeah” “Yeah—Yeah, yeah” “Oh Lord, I’m [?]” Ever since a kid I had my hand up on the globe And I would spin it ’round in circles just to watch the world unfold Before my eyes and now I literally spin around the planet Flipping ryhmes around these melons like it’s f**ing acrobatics What up? Yeah, this sh**’s banging I made a wave hitting sharks like I’m Mick Fanning In the wind, man, I gotta say there’s nothing sweeter ‘Cause the only time I fade away is when I hit the buzzer beater I spit red flowers, these lyrics all help To break through and take you beyond the physical realm Yeah, you’ll never find none iller, for real-er You’re f**ing with a three headed Godzilla In reverse, a benevolent beast building on earth Putting feathers on letters after k**ing a verse Yo, I ain’t turning back, I’m prepared and you gotta love it Like Bernie Mac, “I ain’t scared of you mother f**ers” (“Kick a**”) Never gonna Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Never gonna Gonna break my way So you best make way It’s the great escape Don’t call it a comeback, we’ve been here for years Rocking our peers, yeah, we covered the sphere Blood, sweat and tears, rain down like a monsoon Listen to the ba** go boom So, Macca, what up? How your microphone sound? She sounds tight, well aight, show ’em what it’s about Yo, man, they musta forgot, we ’bout to blow up the spot We double trouble, bubble-bubble, bubble, bubbling hot So throw yo hands in ayer And wave ’em like you just don’t cay-er And if you like fish and chips or hitting big spliffs Everybody in the house say oh yay-er We been in the game for ten years making rap tunes Way before the internet and chat rooms So stay awake ’cause together we’re a movement We’ll never fade away we live forever in the music Music, music, music, music Never gonna Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Never gonna Gonna break my way So you best make way It’s the great escape “Drop the ba**, take it straight to the face” “Yeah, yeah” “Yeah, yeah” “Oh Lord, I’m [?]” “Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah” “Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah, Yeah—Yeah” “Oh Lord, I’m [?]” Never gonna Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Fade away-way-way Never gonna Gonna break my way So you best make way It’s the great escape