Tuka - Shift lyrics

I ain't no rapper with an attitude Dirtyin' up my alley or my avenue Climbin' up my ladder to the latitudes Higher than a jet cabin crew, enigmatic too You'll find me in a paddy wagon or a padded room Yet I'm mental as anything once I had a few Just put me on a stage, in a cage, I'm an animal Throw you off the saddle like mechanic bulls Who wanna tackle with the beast? Man, I tear a track to pieces and I barely break a sweat When I play a set, s**er better pay the cheque Yo, we do it for the love, but I gotta pay the rent sh**, I should be chargin' a higher fee Mastered the art, no garden variety Last of a dying breed, long as I can breathe I will be hard to define like irony Yo I can't see why You're gettin' me misunderstood But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all? Well, it's all good No I can't see why You're gettin' me misunderstood But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all? Well, it's all good You know I ain't no Run-of-the-mill rapper that's jumpin' up on the bandwagon s**ers can't fathom the depths of this man's pa**ion f** a ramshackle flashin' a pen, I'll make an amateur scram We're jam-packin' the jams, with fans clappin' their hands The magnanimous Fine Young Cannibals Cannon ball this freak, fallin' with no parachute My attitude's sort of like a preacher at the festival Got my congregation, now we're tryin' to reach the rest of you Check it dude, you're wantin' just to set the mood At your festival, get the shellin' out the cheddar, fool Promoters up the dough, pay me right, crazy nice Try to reap the benefits of writin' on these rainy nights But I'ma make it tight, tighter than the tourniquet Every word I spit is turnin' heads, yeah, Thundamentals murder sh** Ellesquire burn a spliff, keep the f**in' purple lit Honeys down to swerve their hips and show us what they're workin' with Yo I can't see why You're gettin' me misunderstood But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all? Well, it's all good No I can't see why You're gettin' me misunderstood But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all? Well, it's all good Hey yo, I ain't no comin'-of-age rapper chap A jaw, while you tap a four on a stage, lab or tour Keep it with my swagger on, but the same At a f**in' tabloid catalogue, or James Packer's Pay packet, faint glamour, chain status, ASAP kick Hey yo, I already made that swish Up the sound, kept the brain active, the fact is It's not about the money, now let's get this loud and muddy To a crowd of honeys by the hundreds, while the numpties on some dumb sh** Chuckin' in the dumpsters, hey yo, I'm bustin' substance In the roots are my ancestors, at my best, manifest, grand gestures Big Village fan, check your capitalist flight, capitalise I'm grabbin' the mic, it's trapped in my mind I'm back in my prime, a little stink, the back of my hand's Atop of this guy, never winky-dink, I flip sh**, hey yo… Yo I can't see why (no I can't see why) You're gettin' me misunderstood (misunderstood) But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all? Well, it's all good No I can't see why (no I can't see why) You're gettin' me misunderstood (misunderstood) But I like it Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all? Well, it's all good Sydney represent, represent Yo, BV represent, represent TM represent, represent Peace