Yeah
Yeah we back baby
I ain't gone lie
Man I ain't gone lie
Tell em
Last time we partied was fucking massive
And i'm still scattered
But you know we still at it
From my, mic in my mumma's cupboard to rap
With Mr Illmatic, Im Phil Jackson
Got, eleven gold rings on the wall
Shit if you gone ball make sure you have a ball
Cos its a, great escape so day to day
I keep hammering away word to Andy Dufresne
Yeah them boys are back
You better buckle up
Switch to flight mode
As we forever run a muck
Im zen with the pen
Im in mode bro
So I roll around around
Like CeeLo's phone
Im on another level let them flap their lips
Decapitating gladiators, call me Maximus
And if you really believe
Man thats all that it takes
I ran up, slam dunked
An put my balls in there face

Never gonna, fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Never gonna, gonna break my way
So you best make way
It's the great escape

Never gonna, fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Never gonna, gonna break my way
So you best make way
It's the great escape

Never gonna, fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Fade away-way-way
Never gonna, gonna break my way
So you best make way
It's the great escape