On The Rise

Whenever I get live and die: wreck!

Heating up the spot, but won’t crack like I’m Py-rex

I’m in control, I’m taking over like I’m Sky-net

Your whole show’s not even fucking with my lines, yet

I’ll make it happen for myself

Shouts to everyone else

We raising hell since rappers stole the albums on 12

Double LPs flying off the shelves

Nowadays I’m still here

Just tightened up my belt

I’m not an Emo rapper crying out for help

My philosophy: “Shit’ll happen!” Light another L

A lot of Britons mad, riled up as hell

I’m sort of a magician

Pacify them with a spell

Channel your aggression

Reject the depression

Hit the ballot box

Show Cameron your resentment

They cut public funds off the back of the recession

But I bet they’re still living the ambassador’s reception

Nah fuck it though!

Hard times, they’ll come and go

But when I’m dead and buried

There’s a legacy of something dope

Stuff I wrote, some love and some don’t

Like or love or loath

Still I’m more consistent than stubble growth

CHORUS (1:11)

Doc Sinners’ on the rise right now

Pole position eyes on the prize right now

Newcomers wanna get their style tight now

It’s the walkthrough, listen and you might find out

X2

VERSE 2 (1:30)

From a juvenile to a geriatric

Ask anyone from any demographic

They’ll tell you that I smashed it

And when I pen a classic

You bet I let them have it

I always set the standard

It’s already well-established

Hard core like I rock a full-metal jacket

And start every set doing Penn & Teller magic

I won’t stop till I’m getting cash quicker than a Mafia protection racket

And I’m never brassic

Still I’m feeling like a rich man

I rip jams

Call me when you’re about to get started like the Big Bang

One man show equivalent to big bands

Slow hand clap the ??

Can we give the kids a big hand?

Mock round of applause

Without an ounce of remorse

Reject with powerful force

Instead of shouting thoughts

Think ?? out with support

Oh wow! You got balls

Must have been selling out your thoughts

Or it’s the powder you snort

I’ve been doing this a long time

Putting in the long grind

One setting: on high

Never clocking stop signs

No pop hype

9 to 5 job type

Difference is I rock mics like I’m godlike

CHORUS (2:20)