(Intro)
Oh my gosh!
This is how we do round here!
Loud and clear
Oh yeah!
We're gonna take it to the top!
Listen up!
(Dr. Syntax)
It's the Scene Stealers, unique speakes
Giving people with evil demeanours
The features of eager beavers
You need to see us
Before it's easy to conceive of a team
With belief equalling priests speaking of Jesus
(Skrein)
It's seamless
Ain't no time to be dreamers
Just believe us
Look how ill the team is
As for the scene blood; we rob, jack and steal it
What a sack of eejits! It's there for the taking
(Dr. Syntax)
Just seize it like you mean it
It's not for the squeamish
Clueless crews get abused like Beavis' penis
The meagrest achievements of your previous releases
Speeches from me will seem like pieces of genius
(Skrein)
It's the Scene Stealers
Dream weavers, team leaders
Lean ba*tards; rap now, breathe after
Ain't that splendid i'm the light imagineers fake adventures
(Samples)
We eat cyphers
Rip rap the stage show
Deep rhymers, kidnap your stagecoach
We keep climbing, hungry from a day old
Stay cold, straight dough, knock out – K.O!
(Dr. Syntax)
Much more than an extra
I'm the cause and effect
Of an awesome ejection of enormous pleasure to a four minute segment
Beyond the normal convention, awarded acceptance
Whenever our forum's in session
We always taught you a lesson
(Skrein)
Naffs and Sinners
Anti-bling-blingers
Cussing mans and dealers
Eating microwave dinners
You see the thing is
I'm about to peak now
Treat the scene like p**y getting eat out
(Dr. Syntax)
We stand as warriors
Who wants to have a pop at us?
It would have to be a man with lots of guts – that's obvious
Tax got the lust for the rap scholar touch
When I speak fans are soaking a vat of knowledge up
(Skrein)
Blood
We steal the scene like journalists in Baghdad
Kidnap your Grandad
Go pull up the sandbags
Stand back, watch the whole scene get ransacked
By man Tax – we live like Anthrax
(Dr. Syntax)
Bang that Dag track
Till the jam that's packed
As a bad jazz mag is with rank fat slags
Promoters know they better have that cash
Cos once we stole the show no one grabs that back
(Skrein)
And it's a fact that
I come to eat the scene like a flapjack
The captain of your ship like the Rat Pack
Don't chat crap
You'll always be behind me like my rap sack
Let ‘em test us, they'll get squashed like a flat cat
Blat! Blat!
(Dr. Syntax)
Hit you smack, dab in your nad bag
Tax chats slicker than a back, crack and sack wax
Bounce like a lamb rack of sa**y fat bats
I'm savage as a la** with gash rash on the jam rag
(Outro - Dr. Syntax)
Yeah, yeah
Scene Stealers
Skrein, Doc Synners
Capturing the limelight
Don't be standing chatting to your friends at my show
I want your full attention
Keep your eyes on this!
Imagineers. Beggar, beggar, beggar fam!