Foreign Beggars - Palm Of My Hand lyrics

[Verse 1: Orifice Vulgatron] (Oh, guess who's back, yo yeah, dun'know yeah) It's the OV flipping stacks Got the fans all yelling "bring it back" But you be like "nah, his sh** is whack" Yo, I've got that 010 swerving [?] for the girls feeling thirsty Dun know my sh** is bad since the first day Now I'm first place, getting remixed by Hervé My work rate is impeccable Check the folio, my coolio sway is incredible I have done anything to get it all Now that Pav did it y'all think that it's acceptable Ha, see the influence How a spitter came up from the bitumens I'm eating steak, you're still nyamming on your vitamins Now that Pav's spitting, everybody wanna give a sh** [Hook] Nowadays everybody is like what's up What's happenin', bruv? what's happenin', cuz? Nowadays everybody's on my case Like "Oi! what's a gwaan?" and they show a guy love But I ain't complaining But where was you when I was grinding? Let me break it down to you, fam I want the whole world in the palm of my hand [Verse 2: Metropolis] Huh, wah gwaan fam? Heard the beat and man's swinging in like Tarzan It's that shifty cold thief with the tar hands That'll slide for your pockets at the bar man I rinse, but my name ain't Geeneus Came down to lock the whole game like Jesus Disbelievers get dissed, believe us Cah the Beggar Fam blood runs thick and deepest I get props from both chicks and geezers From all around the globe who heard our hits and feel us Sick when I reel off speeches Split that ether, slick how I flick off leeches Cold blooded, I'm in a league of my own I'm on the up, ain't even feeling like I need me a throne While you heads are out bragging on this, that and the next I'm in the lab, steady racking up hits, cashing my cheques [Hook]