Spit Syndicate - Amazing lyrics

[Verse 1: Nick Lupi] So what's going on in that head of yours? Nick, you've been gone Lost in the space between dusk and mid dawn In and out of the loop Connected but withdrawn Living in sync with the Lord, I've been torn The straws, they've been drawn, the shortest of all The long arm of the law Might find my prints on Lint in my pocket getting my skin on Another cigarette I should be pulling the pin on Philosophise but we chop up smoke Then blow it to the skies, baby lock and load (lock and load) Now that's a sure sign that we on the ropes When you got the Occupiers yelling "stop the boats" I'm from a place where they persecute the neediest Talk about equality won't tax the greediest Ain't gotta ask what I think of those leading us Bunch of small minded motherf**ers like Oedipus We off the chain, the charts, we off everything Money over bullsh**, crew on top of anything Rocking for the folks up north who lost everything All the kids down the drains like lost wedding rings But I can only tell you what I know That's clinging to a dream, never ever letting go Trying to book shows, only ever getting no Getting twenty grand loans just to get out on the road I had two jobs, never stopped hustling Every cent went to rent, all the while studying Trying to write an album, maybe get a couple of spins Through p**y in the mix, that's juggling (that's juggling) But never did I look like I was buckling Nor would I call how we were living as struggling But you won't get nothing out without nothing in That's where my head is at, if you're still wondering [Hook] Everywhere that I go, nothing feels the same (the same) They say that I got nothing to show (to show) But, they ain't been on a stage (stage) Man, this sh** is amazing I said this sh** is amazing I said this sh** is amazing With the light show and that look on your face makes it all alright [Verse 2: Jimmy Nice] Need you to keep that camera rolling for me? See me in all my glory I'm revel that most skin Then spit me a story Starts of when I was a shorty Was never much of a gamer To busy throwing game at the daughters of all my neighbours Grew up an only child, and I Only had me to hold me down Never followed the crowd, look at me now From sending texts with the address of where the party is To dropping X with execs at the ARIAs We off the chain, the charts, we off everything Money over bullsh**, crew on top of anything Rocking for the folks up north who lost everything And all the cats carrying my words on their precious skin See, I can only show you what I seen Two swirl letters, a pyramid in between She said she f** with your team Well, show me what you mean I got your logo on my sleeve, and I'm only seventeen Lets go lets go But it's Spit Syndicate there's there's no will in that Damn, does your mummy and daddy know that? The type of sh** will keep me going Though I'm never going back To disrespecting my mother and living out of a bag Black room and a hand full of dudes who don't clap Now we pack stands and fans over-react Just to see the underdogs also known as, man (But but sire it's a big hit the whole village is singin it) [Hook] Everywhere that I go, nothing feels the same (the same) They say that I got nothing to show (to show) But, they ain't been on a stage (stage) Man, this sh** is amazing I said this sh** is amazing I said this sh** is amazing With the light show and that look on your face makes it all alright Man, this sh** is amazing Don't wilt one day Sunday gentleman You are welcome one day i said Sunday gentlemen Oh yeah you are welcome one day Sunday gentlemen