Spit Syndicate - Amazing Lyrics

So what's going
On in that head of yours? Nick, you've been gone
Lost in the space between dusk and mid dawn
In and out of the loop, connected but withdrawn
Living in sync with the Lord, I've been torn
The straws, they've been drawn, the shortest of all
The long arm of the law might find my prints on
Lint in my pocket, getting my skint on
Another cigarette I should be pulling the pin on
Uh, philosophise while we chop up smoke
Then we blow it to the skies, baby, lock and load
(Lock and load) Now that's a sure sign that we on the ropes
When you got the occupiers yelling, "stop the boats"
I'm from a place where they persecute the neediest
Talk about equality, won't tax the greediest
Ain't gotta ask what I think of those leading us
Bunch of small-minded motherf*ckers like Oedipus
We off the chain, the charts, we off everything
Money over bullshit, crew on top of anything
Rocking for the folks up north who lost everything
All the kids down the drains like lost wedding rings
But I can only tell you what I know
That's clinging to a dream, never ever letting go
Trying to book shows, only ever getting no
Getting twenty grand loans just to get out on the road
Uh, I had two jobs, never stopped hustling (Nah)
Every cent went to rent, all the while studying
Tryna write an album, maybe get a couple spins
Throw pussy in the mix, that's juggling (That's juggling)
But never did I look like I was buckling
Nor would I call how we were living as struggling
But you won't get nothing out without nothing in
That's where my head is at, if you still wondering

Everywhere that I go
Nothing feels the same
They say that I got nothing to show
But they ain't been on a stage
(Man) man, this shit is amazing
Yeah, I said this shit is amazing
Yeah, I said this shit is amazing
When the light show that look on your face it makes it all all right

I-I need you to keep the camera rolling for me
See me in all my glory
I'm revel that most skin
Then spit me a story
Starts of when I was a shorty, was never much of a gamer
Too busy throwin' game to the daughters of all my neighbours
Grew up an only child, and I only had me to hold me down
Never followed the crowd, look at me now
From sending texts with the address of where the party is
To dropping X with execs at the ARIAs
We off the chain, the charts, we off everything
Money over bullshit, crew on top of anything
Rocking for the folks up north who lost everything
And all the cats carrying my words on their precious skin
See, I can only show you what I seen (Uh)
Two swirl letters, a pyramid in between
She said she f*ck with the team, (Well), show me what you mean
I've got your logo on my sleeve, and I'm only seventeen
"That's dope, that's dope, but it's Spit Syndicate
There's, there's no-there's no 'L' in that"
(Damn) Does your mummy and daddy know that?
The type of shit'll keep me going, no, I'm never going back
To disrespecting my mother and living out of a bag
Black room, a hand full of dudes that don't clap (Uh)
Now we pack stands and fans over-react
Just to see the underdogs also known as, man
But-buh, uh, sire, it's a big hit
The whole village is singing it

Everywhere that I go
Nothing feels the same
They say that I got nothing to show
But they ain't been on a stage
(Man) Man, this shit is amazing
Yeah, I said this shit is amazing
Yeah, I said this shit is amazing
When the light show that look on your face it makes it all all right
Man, this shit is amazing

You're welcome, uh, One Day
Sunday Gentlemen
You're welcome, uh, One Day, I said Sunday Gentlemen
Oh yeah, you're welcome, One Day
Sunday Gentlemen