Mantra - The Freak Show lyrics

[Intro] Oh daddy, look at that over there! Can I please, see the freak show, daddy? Dad, can I please, please see the freak show! Dad, please can I see the freak show! Yay! Ladies and gentlemen Please rise for Mantra and M-Phazes! The greatest show on Earth [Hook:] Get a front row seat, wait for the show to commence ? those beats, get up out of them seats ? we've been sent to inject a message direct from above Something fresh for you, huh Put 'em down, put 'em out, put 'em on, put 'em up Get a front row seat, wait for the show to commence ? those beats, get up out of them seats ? we've been sent to inject a message direct from above Something fresh for you, huh [Verse 1: Mantra] Ladies and gentlemen, begging your pardon, the second the gla** clowns are stepping out to get this party in session Part of the set, [?] sit your arse down for the lesson We can't afford to cater for the dumbarse asking us questions If you missed the beginning, we don't take any suggestions or concessions, just move in another direction (move) Clear the path that we step in, stone cold-hearted intention and hell and back again before we even start to be sweating The impervious urge and searching for the best d**h rattle and pallor embody a servant's flesh Greatest rapper on Earth: living or dead, surgical burst can certainly murder you [?] ? in your chest And bleeding burgundy at the [?] internally from each of these words that I'm speaking perfectly My statements verbally incur states of emergency This third degree curse to be burning for all eternity, yeah [Hook:] [Verse 2: Mantra] Who's back in the co*kpit? Strapped to the bomb and I just been dropped, when I send sh** off With a pen and a pad, yo, I'm trapped in a conflict Watch this toxic, avenge, and offend in the method of his offence ? spit put a dent in the lens of your optics Cop this hotness, not for the squeamish, not for the weak at heart We invisible and invincible put the madness down in the deepest dark Why would you even start? Go and listen what lies ahead Many men come try and test [?] their step Who gonna f** with this? MCs better bu*ton your lips Beat makers: me, M-Phazes wanna hit 'em up for production tips We lead a team, coming equipped, you looking up like, "something I miss?" We reach over the heat-seeker, deep in the trenches, duck and hit Hold on, [?] you letting too much fly Be about your bid'ness, spitting [?] besides ? we taking the wind, standing our ground, stranded and holding it down, wearing that golden crown [Bridge:] Ladies and gentlemen, contain your excitement The human freak show will continue momentarily [Hook:] [Verse 3: Mantra] Yeah, yeah I don't know what you was saying, but heard you was overrated We rock the spot from Coburg over to Copenhagen Notable globally, but down under, we understated (M-Phazes, Mantra) are the stars, we made the gutter famous With wondrous pages that will plunder the ages Running on stage, busting insane sh**, gunning for greatness Ain't it the f**ing truth, fire in the f**ing booth Every syllable spitted is bullet shattering thunderproof (Going down right now) (Mantra, M-Phazes) ([?]) You're listening to M-Phazes!