Tuka - Heart of Industry lyrics

Don't be seeking my advice Unless you can act right When it's your bad it's not my fault All you seeing is red like You're stuck on a red light This is your bad why can't you leave me alone Yo a bad seed, pick of the bunch Spinning a top, off its axis Tag team villanous mob Not giving a f**, its magic Wants to mash it up, fantastic Tuk's snatched a willing a**a**in, what? Perhaps this, happened Lock it in, smash it I maneuver beautiful music like jim morrison On a trip spitting acid rain, flames and ashes Stranger than deranged it's madness Even find ladies gaga, like lady gagas antics Blah blah, crazy, batsh** I rock a psychedelic style, im tame impala Modern day frank sinatra Im a motherf**in' cla**ic You're wrong, and you know it So why you acting that way? You're on your own and it shows that you know, that you know it It's a crying shame I'm a wolfpack, you're a sly dog Five bob says I can mess with your mindcogs My god, my gosh, headaches, red tape and dead weights Slept on it till time stopped in your headcase Hell bent on my downfall, check the ground swell that surrounds ya'll Now you're downright twofaced, old twats teething with tooth-aches Till my take sounds tired, ima bleed in the booth mate Keepin a loop, day dreaming that lupe screw blazed, spew flames through your toupes Straight forcing, feed off you fruitcakes Beast in a troop, put this freak through the foodchain I hold aim, on a whole game Secretive youth take a seat on my soul train I got the keys to the gold gates, whole court When dodgy f**ers pull a cold wart, no way Crazy motherf**er named tuk, pay up Motherf**er I'm ill, I ain't in that dumb sh** Mother when I bust it, something you can feel So real you can touch it