Skrein - Scene Stealers lyrics

(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!