Scorzayzee - All In Together lyrics

I can do this in my sleep I'm not even trying You thought I was dead I was just getting my eye in Call me mrs Doubtfire with the iron Not a gun I mean I'm nice with that mic appliance You just woke the giant lion We don't listen to the news ‘cus we're not complying I'm russell brand with the trews Cus the drones are flying We got science but people are still dying Spending all the money but what are we really buying? Talk about change but nobody's is really trying Cus we got our own problems at home with a mortgage And if the kids want dinner they start crying That's why I grab that mic and start rhyming I'm proof that you can survive the mountain you're climbing Don't you know every cloud has have a silver lining? If you work hard and stop the whining This is hip hop Lemons into lemonade We move the moon just bring the tide in If mr opportunity is not there we put up the umbrella up Work out and go find him If mr negativity throws in his two pence that's cool But we pay him no mind then Sticks and stones break bones But the cold fact is you're rich if you got a diamond It's like the whole world's upside down If we're spinning in space then what's the right way round then? Don't mind me I'm just questioning If the truth's out there You just found them Never bound by time and space I'm just grounded They talk about my accent but like how I sounded I didn't play catch I played rounders Gra**roots I still got the stain on my trousers Came from a council estate they're like wowzers On the corner where we played one touch near the houses Hopping over hedges through washing lines and blouses Only problem was tryna beat Bowser Now I'm in my own world speak louder Or type Scorzilla the Gorilla inside ya browser On the mic I'm def like Gene Wilder Call me lee majors I kick the grease out ya Pick the right beat then rip beast out ya Rip the seats out and strip the meat out ya Ring ya like a cloth squeeze the last piece out ya I'm last one that you'll take the mick out of What would my asian mates say? You son of a b**h Kasme I'll kick the sh** out ya Chorus All in together now let's gather round We gona try and get this thing off the ground If you fall down don't blame me Are you ready? everybody lift 1,2,3 Used to spit raps in the back garden My friends told me I was on the verge of rap stardom Every track's a cracker call me Frank Carson Stamp Tarzan and eat him alive cus I'm hank marvin Forget bank charges Comitting bank arson Only joking it's just the smoke from a blank cartridge Spent my whole life messing about Pulling my hair out stressing about the mess in the house Time to plug my brain back in the socket Press the red bu*ton lads then watch me skyrocket “it's not working” “Nah give it a sec it's warming up Now don't take your eyes off it” “Try pressing the bu*ton again Infact hold on the switch is in my pocket” “it's still not working” “arr f** it just grab each end We'll pick it up we'll chuck it” We're gonna need more help call the whole town Now let's get this thing off the ground