Underground Sound

[Verse 1: T-Truth] Rip it off the CD, give it to your mates Food for thought, come on, stick it in your plates Raw, hot, and spicy wraps Fighting back, gotta keep writing tracks Coming atcha! Different to wacker rappers Basement stuff, it's your favourite, bruv One love, see everybody working hard to get up Treble the level and wreck stuff 5 hours a day is hardly enough So I go 24/7, eat bars for my lunch Punchlines at crunch time, see me Agogo Olympic, I win this, London my zone, bro With a pen, I intend to start hard songs On the track, I'm dope as Lance Armstrong Done with frowns, no dumbing it down, see my Life's a race and I'm running it now, with the [Hook x2] Underground sound, underground sound Underground sound, underground sound Hear it anywhere when you're running round town Hit em with a little bit of underground sound [Verse 2] Start a revolution, make your own voice Power to the people, make your own choice Break away from the mainstream artists This year, take it back like a TARDIS Can't sit, gotta start standing up No longer the kid, so I'm manning up Damn, it's rough, tryna reach your destination In life, under ground, like a Tube station Dudes facing difficulties Please listen to me, nothing given is free, see Everything takes work, hurt, sweat Time, love, power, every hour, you bet Tryna take it to the top, show the majors Blow the haters, show your face, sir Ain't half hearted, SMART targets and personal goals It's T, working the flows with the [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Start a revolution, spark confusion People every day give you dark illusions Half the dudes in your group aren't the cutest and Half the girls in your world aren't so useless People in power play you like drums Keep hitting you till you crash and get smashed So I've had it with being a bit wack Chit chat? Gimme a break from riff raff A kit kat, no six pack but fit as Sky ain't grey here cos it's pitch, black! [Hook x4]