Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Dallas
David Dallas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Dallas
David Dallas
Composer
A. Iusitini
A. Iusitini
Composer
J. Iusitini
J. Iusitini
Composer

Lyrics

Yeah, just be quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do
Be quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do
Everybody can tell you how to do it, they never did it
To paraphrase Jay, I'm just sittin', minin' my business
So fuck what they say unless it's payday
And you signin' off on the cheques
Shouldn't be hearin' more than silence come out your neck
And nah, I'm not tryna flex, it's time that you come correct
You start a sentence with 'haven't', end a sentence with 'yet'
Then what the fuck you expect? Respect gotta be earned now
The floor's mine, no more speakin' out of turn now
I got the urge now to go berserk now, go put the word out
Motherfuck your feelings if you feelin' hurt now
Take what I deserve now, flippin' 'em the bird now
Probably build a castle where your house of cards burnt down
You 'bout to hear me doin' this, that and the third now
So keep dreamin' 'bout what you'd do if I weren't 'round
I'm comin' on like Johnny Burns in the third round
Talk's been cheap, still I'm 'bout to push the work down
Quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do
Be quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do, do
Save that for you and yours
'Cause we don't wanna hear it no more, no more
Save that for you and yours
'Cause we don't wanna hear you no more, no more
Just the facts, I don't wanna hear your take
Got a date with the real world, can't be a minute late
Slow your roll, pump your brakes
If you never been behind a wheel, it's time to put you in your place
Shit, no one likes a backseat driver in the whip
No one likes to hear some east dude talkin' shit
If you ain't high, why the fuck you chimin' in?
If you ain't Shane Warne, why the fuck you tryna spin?
I'm tryna win and get elevated
We ain't in the same division, they've been relegated
Don't speak on my business if you ain't delegated
Talk's cheap and we don't celebrate it
Need better excuses to get hella faded
Everybody got an opinion on what's served up
What film's good, which girl's hot, whose work sucks
Shit, the earth's crust
Unless you experts in the field then it ain't worth much, cuz
Quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do
Be quiet in the cheap seats (Shh, shh), zip it up
I don't wanna hear a thing if it isn't us
Beep-beep, make way, 'cause I'm comin' through
I guarantee that I know what to do, do
Save that for you and yours
'Cause we don't wanna hear it no more, no more
Save that for you and yours
'Cause we don't wanna hear you no more, no more
Written by: A. Iusitini, Aaron Iose Iusitini, D. Dallas, David Keith Dallas, J. Iusitini, Jordan Matthew Iusitini
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