Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want faces screwed at the party

Instruments with strings and pedals

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want sound that's stupidly crisp and cleaner than sift

That's mixed with Dettol detergent

Got a disinfectant where the dirt is

So it makes sense why I work with respect, you don't get it, you earn it

And if this track is a service, then it's SM on the sermon

And if SM on the mic, then it's 7B or 58, either way, I'm ready to murk it

Seven seas, I'm ready to surf 'em

I'm tryna gig somewhere I can fly away

I'm with the P.O. doubling the keys and keep it strictly on a Steinway

I wanna open top with three plus two, but I need it to sit on the driveway

With this beat shaking the drivers

If they peeking, I'm checking 'em

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want faces screwed at the party

Instruments with strings and pedals

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want sound that's stupidly crisp and cleaner than sift

That's mixed with Dettol

It's a cycle, cycle that I'm in

So I cycle, cycle to the inn

'Cause I like all, like all of the drinks that they serve at the bar

No, I might go in, yes I will go, will go to the inn

Talking a beat, still floating

Slap on the drums, get rhyming

I'm stood on the stage and I'm with Simon and it's, hmm, what is it?

Extravagant, impeccable, incredible

I'm so high off the crowd right now and I didn't even smoke one spliff nor edibles

But somehow, man, I find that I'm floating

Like ducks that are rubber and soaking

I don't wanna sink under the ocean, so I'm outside to the rave composing

I like lines, not like coke in a line

But let me get a Coke and a lime

If I add rum to the cup right now, then I'll cycle home, not a boat, it's a lime

I'm speeding the footpath tonight with a bottle of the booze and a broken light and it's

Sick, my vision is fucked in general, but I'm not a general guy

It's, it's, it's the General T

In general, my burner CD

I spin tunes to the dance sometinme

And I make wavs off the mp3s

If I speak, reload likely

We've been setting up levels and the MCs

Yeah, I'm ready on G for the drop

I've been practicing this all week

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want faces screwed at the party

Instruments with strings and pedals

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses and mids, and trebles

I want sound that's stupidly crisp and cleaner than sift

That's mixed with Dettol

So don't be surprised that the levels is raising

Just 079 'cause we bring vibes for any occasion

Festivals, birthdays, baby showers, weddings, engagements

Just remember, Stay Close is the name

From the rave when we was in Manchester, not Exeter

On stage with the cables exceller

I still don't share Andrex, ha-ha, I unbox standards, I'm an exceller

I make sales and I price excellent

And I reckon I can sell lime to a lemonade stall

Got stush clients that never take calls

But they pick up when Simon bell 'em

This here is a back-to-back section

And we provide the vibes, love, and connection

You might see us on cyphers in sets with Milly getting chilly inside the set section

I've been setting it down my two pence

Then it's out to the dance in the front left section

Guitarist on the right still shredding

No venues, lesser cycle, we set them

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want faces screwed at the party

Instruments with strings and pedals

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want sound that's stupidly crisp and cleaner than sift

That's mixed with Dettol

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want faces screwed at the party

Instruments with strings and pedals

Levels, where's the levels?

I want basses, mids, and trebles

I want sound that's stupidly crisp and cleaner than sift

That's mixed with Dettol