GO OFF!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Like Hugo, turned to the boss

When Jesus lied on the cross, He said music speaks for the lost

He said music to the white, He said music speaks to the black

He said some tell stories of legends and some tell stories of facts

Feeding my knowledge for stamina, that lacking the package of character

I'm touching you people's vernacular, just biting the beat like I'm Dracula, yeah

Turn up the amp and the watts, I've killed Ibiza Rocks

My flows unorthodox, let it, let it let it drop

Get, get, get loose, loose, give me the mic ah with the energy boost

Give me the gin ah with the sip of the juice, get to, get to, get loose loose

Get to, get to, get loose, give the mic ah with the energy boost

Give me the gin, ah with the sip of the juice

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Hello, it's the return of the Ivor Novello

This is the future, never been a demo

I am around you, I am your echo

Hell yeah

Django, I'm a son of a gun, so don't tango

I'm on top of the world, I dismantle

Don't play around with things you can't handle

D Didder DJ, give them the reload

I knew that, call that my ego

I get that luck in casinos

I'm living like a brother called Nino Brown

New Jack City, same old town

Still flow gritty, solid in my sound

Walls in the way, I knock them down, down

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!

Mosh in the pits, go off!