Mic in a fist, pick up the keys

Give it a twist, turn the ignition

Tried to resist, hard to believe, move like this and red line the system, listen Ain't asking for opinions, too many folk are still ignorant,

Tryna make a big difference, had rough times but I never tried to play victim

In my fist, hand of steel

Raskul on this, ain’t gonna back down

Tighten my grip when the shit gets real, master of this man I roll with the sound Too many idiots, too many clowns, now I just need to break out

I never tried to be different, alt grime rockstar, I never tried to play

Just an Alt grime rockstar, not grand theft when I talk rockstar

Man I had mosh pits in the basement, man i got reloads and I got bars Don’t make tracks we make statements

Aim up, headshot, quick montage

Make MCs nervous like cop cars, stop now, I'm just an alt grime alt grime

Just an Alt grime rockstar, not grand theft when I talk rockstar

Man I had mosh pits in the basement, and I got wheel ups on the rock parts Been spinning the wax on the pavement

Aim up, headshot, quick montage

Make MCs nervous like cop cars, stop now, I'm just an alt grim rockstar

And all that gun chat don’t interest me, intimidate us or impress me, them act wasteman for the industry

I don’t make a fuss I move differently, we’ve never conformed with a boring beat on front on the mic like half of the scene listen

From the LDS to the HUD

Murdered mics so elegantly with a big fat grin and good energy, Wax sold out shows since twenty eighteen

Talk with manners like thanks and please

I just repeat what they tell me, most lovely bad boy MC out here

Yeah man I rhyme like rockstar, got a bleach blonde bunny like rockstar Make MCs nervous like cop cars, stop now fam it’s the alt grime alt grime

Just an Alt grime rockstar, not grand theft when I talk rockstar Man I had mosh pits in the basement, yeah I got reloads and I got bars Don’t make tracks we make statements

Aim up, headshot, quick montage

Make MCs nervous like cop cars, stop now, I'm just an alt grime alt grime

Alt grime rockstar, not grand theft when I talk rockstar

Man I had mosh pits in the basement, and I got wheel ups on the rock parts Been spinning the wax on the pavement

Aim up, headshot, quick montage

Make MCs nervous like cop cars, stop now fam it’s the alt grime alt grime (Alt grime rockstar, got a bleach blonde bunny like, Alt grime rockstar)

No enemy’s getting me vexed, tendencies to get gassed on a set When I start spitting, break up a crowd, mosh pit with ‘em Feel like rage, ma I’m on a mission, tear up the stage, rude boy rhythm Shell then I’m out, roll up the loud ’n bounce, ain’t no lies in what I’ve written