Lowkey - The Return of Lowkey lyrics

'Cause (yeah) there's a major demand for Lowkey material
Do you think we're gonna get
More Lowkey material in 2016?
I dunno about in 2016
But Ii mean Ii would find it hard
To believe that never in his life
Someone naturally that talented
That brilliant an MC
With music just flowing through his veins
I will be very surprised if
Heif he never comes back
Lowkey is one of them people
With them, like, energy, threat, can't beat
Certain people's energies are off and
I just think, we're on
We're on a different side spiritually
On a deeper ting, i just feel like you're on
The other side spiritually we can worry

You could never top my Fire In The Booth
I don't need a label I'm signed to the truth
If you're a lion heart with
The mind of a moose
Your circle can hurt you as tight as a noose
Bars artillery, harsher than killer bees
I'm a marksman with beats
Carvin' 'em into meat
Par mini mes, laugh at them in the street
Wanna spar the elite, hard for you to compete
Not a marketin' dream
Hearts in the Middle East
Starvin' to eat, marger beyond belief
Where they martyr the meek
Marchin' 'em into meet
With the arms of the beast
Harvestin' with the teeth
If you're unhappy when you come at me
Never miss make you run scatty
Dumb scallywags are gettin' dissed
Trump rally with a gun carried in your fist
That's a punk patty and
A chump chatty terrorist
Intellect, still the sickest on the internet
Didn't know that I'll kill you
Slow like a cigarette
Out lyin', you get outlined like a silhouette
Been a vet, that didn't pet
The illest and I'm still a threat
Personified, verse at a time, merk 'em
Heard all your rhymes
Certain that I burn 'em emerged in my prime
First to define to curtains it's German
Your ride hurtin' 'cause I'm Jurgen
Murder the mic, klinsmann when I'm turnin'
Merciless fight, Klansman when I'm verbin'
Words that I write sting
Them when I'm burstin'
Worst of my type, champion night nurse 'em
'016, did a sold-out tour
Think you know my life I
Don't know about yours
I was blackballed then
'cause I spoke 'bout war
They want me closed down
But I spoke out more
Now the silence is broken, virus is frozen
Come to wash it away like
The tide of the ocean
My pride is evolvin', size of a Trojan
Horse on course to divide your emotion

Go rounds with the pen, the sound of a vet
They rouse me I'm
Killing 'em again-ga-ga-gen-gen
The album is next, it's foul that you slept
My mouth is weapon now again-ga-ga-gen-gen
How they forget, these cowards are vexed
Pound the alphabet again-ga-ga-gen-gen
You're out of your depth, bow to the best
Put the crown on my
Head now again-ga-ga-gen-gen
(We want Lowkey, We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey, hear 'em calling out)
(We want Lowkey, We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey, hear 'em calling out)

Say you're sick, I'm prophylactic
Say you're old school, I'm so Jurassic
Flow galactic
Gymnastic could hold a back flip
Keep you grounded like drones at Gatwick
Behold a classic, your poker tactics
Are soulless and hopeless, you nosy actors
My mode of practise, is molten acid
Flows roams the globe I control it's axis
No foes in my lane, most of them are deranged
How you cope with pain, coke in up ya vein
They moulded your brain
Culture killing the fame
They known of my name
'spose it was gonna fade get the concept
A monster lost like Loch Ness
Silly flows all my videos are a boxset
Obsessed, with the nonsense
Tell me what's next
Another day, I could run on stage like Offset
Oxford to Bangkok, jam pops off
Even Amsterdam flow can pop clogs
Stand on hot rocks, still man's not hot
Got genius bars like a laptop shop
Look into the eyes of my son
See the moon shine and the rise of the sun
Showed you my thumb
That's the size of your lung
I love you and everything
You'll strive to become i'm like Godzilla
Kids think they're sick but they're not iller
Hop in the mosh pit
I'm toxic the plot thickens hot spitter
Couldn't give a toss if your watch ticking
Top of the roster
Eat monsters for hot dinner
The glitch in the matrix
Spit with the greatness flipping the script
My existence is dangerous
Convincing the jaded
No stint with the majors
My fiscal's still sick
With no hit's on the playlist
Miserable haters thinking for ages
How to incriminate or intimidate him
Ink in my name is sinked in the pages
Pimps of the game want my fingerprints faded
I wonder where the lyricism's gone?
Ridiculous how these kids are getting on
I don't even listen to their
Lyrics when it's on
Delete the whole app in the
Middle in the song

Go rounds with the pen, the sound of a vet
They rouse me I'm
Killing 'em again-ga-ga-gen-gen
The album is next, it's foul that you slept
My mouth is weapon now again-ga-ga-gen-gen
How they forget, these cowards are vexed
Pound the alphabet again-ga-ga-gen-gen
You're out of your depth, bow to the best
Put the crown on my
Head now again-ga-ga-gen-gen
(We want Lowkey, We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey, hear 'em calling out)
(We want Lowkey, We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey)
(We want Lowkey, hear 'em calling out)

If everyland was wherever we stand
And we never see dishevelled rebels
Heads in the sand
Devils with terrible plans
Metal they clench in their hands
Ready to embezzle the cheddar and
Cement of your fam settle this land
Weapons and gangs certainly plan to
Sever your every memory man
It's deadly and sad, they said to me
Let it be together we stand
Defending these energies of heavenly lands
Guess who's back from the dead
Time to scramble your head
With a random event
Like 2Pac, turned up to your nans on a ped
Wearing vans with a bandanna
Wrapped to his head
You might bang on the net
But you ran from my pen
Grand stand, I'm Van Damme, mangle these men
Jackie Chan, with the damn hands
Phantom for them damp breddas with antennas
Get strangled again
Vanilla Ice, top floor dangling them
Take it old school, bring a sandal for them
If you heard my bars thought that was a send?
Then you better bring it
Back 'cause my friend
I'm a vandal man, handle your ankle and bend
Will you stand and defend or
Just scram for the fence
When the massacre ends
I'll be back in the trench
Better practise your reps
'cause you knackered and stressed
Think your hot though, with
Your botched flow, but you're not bro
God knows, you could not blow
'cause you flop shows
Cockroach with a snot nose and a lost soul
Dead sound it could get found in the Cotswold
Mic batterer, spine shatterer
Rhyme patterner
Define badder and might splatter
A hype challenger
Malaga to Canada panic a sly manager
Rhyme Slazenger like daggers slice amateurs
My status is titanic, quite hazardous
High cameras try tracking us
Life's labyrinth
Rhymes raps to us like math to Pythagoras
My stamina's high calibre, try catching up
Climb ladders to drop knowledge
On top scholar i'm not modest
Top dollars couldn't knock a rock solid
Gods honest truth in the booth
I could stop sonic
Lock, stock and two smoking barrels
In the box office
Rhymer and a ripper, Kaiza with a clipper
Like Tyson when he bit him been
A psycho since a nipper
Contemplating life like Michael in the mirror
3, 2, 1 the word cypher came from sifr

Go rounds with the pen, the sound of a vet
They rouse me I'm
Killing 'em again-ga-ga-gen-gen
The album is next, it's foul that you slept
My mouth is weapon now again-ga-ga-gen-gen
How they forget, these cowards are vexed
Pound the alphabet again-ga-ga-gen-gen
You're out of your depth, bow to the best
Put the crown on my
Head now again-ga-ga-gen-gen

Labels should be beating down his doors
They wanna make money right?
But his political message isisjust
Never gonna be played
Never gonna be played on the radio
Not marketable-
But that's the thing, it is marketable
(Yes, okay)
Because, how is it he's able to sell, that
Amount of albums, and that amount of tickets
Just off YouTube if you don't wanna hear
All that political shit, howhow
Is his success, or Immortal
Technique's success, you know
How is that explainable
They tell us it's not marketable
What they mean is, again
It doesn't fit with the agenda of the
People who control the music industry
It's not about conspiracy
What would be the consequences, if the song
Terrorist for example, was that popular
Just off a YouTube video
What would the consequences if it was
Played daytime on Radio 1
Do you think people wouldwould suddenly
Not like the song, not listen to it
But what he's saying is unacceptable to be
Played at that time of day, to that audience
Not because it wouldn't resonate with them
Actually quite the contrary
Because if it resonates with them
What are the consequences?

Your boy Charlie Sloth, the people's prince
I'm here at The Garage on Holloway road
Representing my boy, Lowkey
For the album launch
For the Soundtrack to the Struggle
Which I gotta say, in my humble opinion
Is probably the best album of the year
It's probably
The best album in the last few years period
And the fact that, you walk down the street
And you see the queue as crazy as it is
I can't lie I got a little piece emotional
I had to stand back, I had
To take a deep breath
And I just had to look at the crowd
'Cause it was real fucking emotional
Now anybody that listens to my shows know
I'm an avid supporter of Lowkey
I have been from dot and, to see
How he's gone from strength to strength
And built the
Platform that he's built for himself
Without any
Other DJ's really fucking with him
Any, any financial backing
No major labels, no labels period
It's a beautiful thing man
Like it is a beautiful
Beautiful beautiful thing
And, I am honoured to be here tonight man
Lowkey is doing his damn ting