Gravity

Yeah, yo Four Beggars are back on the scene To scatter your team and shatter your dreams Anyone protesting will get stabbed in the spleen We're ravenous scavengers You ought to flee when you see us Or catch reflections of your eye whites In the gleam of our cleavers We're barbaric, heart savages, dark travellers Breaking into Buckingham Palace gardens to plant cannabis Hooligan goon slobs addicted to drink Mischievous demons leaving our heaved up guts in your sink Yeah I'm animalistic Cannibal kid you get nyammed in an instant Left the crime scene bloody, clothes splattered in crimson Drunk bum slumped in the corner stinking of booze The smell of his own puke and the piss on his shoes I've been a low life my whole life, no cash flow Just dope raps, dough and a couple of ASBOs Metropolis dropping the sickness on a gritty tape Leaving a trail of debris as I tear through your cityscape Wipe out, destroy, cuss, stomp and delete I'll show you how to do it right You need to slow your speed, stop the nonsense Guess who's back, you see Four Beggars You wanna be down by Gravity Yes Nobody's going to save you now Yo I'm the fork in your eyeball, the scalpel that just sutured you Spawn of the nightfall, the true crew Bazooka juice, time walker, mind stalker, confidant Bongochan so sick he left them strangled with his martial arts Martial artist, fast to harness the drawstrings Useless to grasp the last gasp that the floor brings It's gravity, not in conventional sense We transcend dimensions, bless you're left on the bench Ahead of the stench I'm sticking stakes up in your crooked arse The stranger taking notes from the other side of the looking glass It's good to ask, but not so much that your plans get clocked Remember curiosity was the reason that the cat got waxed My status, it's something similar to Lucifer Crimson tusked villain, stuff my fist up in your uterus I'm pure brawn, you're pure torn, worn from your raw nerves A free warning fools, I'm chewing you up like hordes Wipe out, destroy, cuss, stomp and delete I'll show you how to do it right You need to slow your speed, stop the nonsense You wanna be down by Gravity To be down you must appeal Locked out on a trip, across the galaxies I'm journeying the cosmos riding shotgun in the TARDIS Shovelling discarded pages of dark matter Trying to squeeze the extra jump out the warp engine Stopped off on Deep Space Nine, I had to break loose And hit the club, short and papa got a brand new space suit She woke up to a note, couldn't read it clearly It read "Time, loose ends, the real string theory" I must have penned it in the wrong dialect, I guess Back to the ship, headed off on the quest afresh A round trip to the edge of the stars and back To bring reinforcements, just in case Mars attacks Found us a vessel, the crew was all dead Save for one, he had an H stuck to his forehead Saw red, released the electromagnetic Now I'm treading in dead space, floating in mad wreckage Wipe out, destroy, cuss, stomp and delete I'll show you how to do it right You need to slow your speed, stop the nonsense You wanna be down by Gravity Just throw in the towel, yo I'm guaranteed to catch wreck and that's true indeed