Slide Saisai

(yeah, look)

Check the levels. Man don't talk,

man just step.

Tracksuit blacked out, stepping in the zone

Turn the bass up,

hear the speakers groan

Sliding through the manor,

nobody at home

Yeah they talk loud,

now they on their own (greaze)

Came up from the corner with a cold flow

Two phones buzzing on the low though

See me in the cut,

that's a no-show

Heavyweight punch, make a man go slow

Left foot, right foot,

keep it moving

Nothing left to prove,

what you proving?

Eight-oh-eight slides got the bassline grooving

London city streets where the cold wind's blowing (trust me)

Tracksuit blacked out, stepping in the zone

Turn the bass up,

hear the speakers groan

Sliding through the manor,

nobody at home

Yeah they talk loud,

now they on their own (blatant)

Ten toes down in the freezing rain Never switch lanes for a

little bit of fame Came in the game,

put respect on the name Turned cold blocks into gold link chains

Hear the engine roar when the whip pulls up Pour no drinks,

got no ice in the cup Stay alert,

head high, never corrupt Grime in the veins,

never giving it up

Listen.

No games around here.

You hear that low end coming through the floorboards?

That's real pressure.

Tracksuit blacked out, stepping in the zone

Turn the bass up,

hear the speakers groan

Sliding through the manor,

nobody at home

Yeah they talk loud,

now they on their own (yeah,

all on their own)

Shut down the venue.

Lights out. (greaze)