Flame Griller

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Flame Griller are ExP, JND & Addverse

Sinoptic Music 2012

No autotune or explicit language was used in the making of this hip-hop album.

Flame Griller would like to thank:
Deprived Anxiety, DJ Hellblazer, Bellisful, Chief Wigz, Hashfinger, Paul Cockcroft, Major Kuts, everyone on Sinoptic, Vicky Flint, Ben Wilson, Luke Wynter, Geordan Reid-Campbell, Samir Dawoud, Freyed Knot, Shedmen, Mike B Productions, Spillz, Kosyne, DTTS, WY, Ejectos, Boisht, family & friends.

@FlameGriller
@SinopticMusic

Sinopticmusic.com

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released 01 August 2012

Artwork & Lyrics pdf by www.deprivedanxiety.com
All tracks recorded and mixed by ExP @ Sinoptic Studios, Leeds
Mastered by Ben “Bonn Lewis” Wilson

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Track Name: Superfly
JND
I'm dropping Bradford raps; superfly /
Beyond the comprehension of you stupid types who are new to mics /
You cats are getting neutered while I'm a vet staying true with rhymes /
Killing off you call of duty newbie types /
If you spark a doobie, high as ozone /
I'm supplying dope flows just to complement the nicest homegrown /
And rightly so, bro / but if it's summat less /
It's summat I can't stomach yet, there's plenty of you loving it /
I'm tired of you lot with the same style, never saying much /
Over bassline beats getting played in clubs /
I guess that’s what you really love but really love? /
Where’s the substance, where's the flavour? Oh, there isn't much /
I'll never dumb it down, but you should smarten up /
If you're gonna do it, do it justice, but you hardly could /
And what I fail to fathom is the large demand for it /
But I ‘spose that goes for brown addicts as well as heads that bounce to shhhh //

ExP
I spit the Leeds stuff, superfly /
...These days Youtube decides who survives/
...How many views and likes, on your latest upload of useless shh /
Jus make sure the video directors do it right /
...Doesn’t even matter what the music’s like /
It’s suicide to choose a mic and not think what your tune looks like /
After all “it’s too hard to take in all the words” /
And when was the last time your favourite rapper made a proper verse /
People need to force feed their eyes before their ears /
Beauty was once more than skin deep, now that’s all there is /
And underneath’s an ugly ___ who leaves before you met her /
For weeks later you try and think back and can’t remember /
So what was number one a month ago, just another bloke /
Or woman who was humming nothing but a bunch of smoke /
And they wonder why the fruit of UK talent couldn’t grow /
Cos there’s so many weeds in the way the sun just doesn’t show //

Addverse
My style’s Sinoptic and superfly /
Star Trooper slash a Light Saber-toothed tiger with a human vibe /
I keep it true and let the passion help me stay alive /
Many of these new school artists are displaying lies /
For me it’s never that, most of them pretend to rap /
So ten times out of ten my tiny temper’s gonna snap /
You feel the passion of it? /
One hell of a hot topic, most guys who rock the mic are shh like a dog squatting /
And I have not forgotten, how I have a lot in common /
Except the rhymes I write are not as whack and not as often /
I want some intellect in anything of interest /
When listening to lyrics that another living has said /
And I will not invest in anything that’s any less /
Especially if any press have said their music’s at its best /
I find it patronising – I’ll be the judge of that /
There's no point in advertising any of your f_____ //
Track Name: Where We Live (reprise)
Chorus
In a comfy old Yorkshire town /
Where it’s pouring down /
And the skies are Grey /
Inside drinking cups of tea /
It’s enough for me /
To let my mind escape /
Where there’s rolling hills /
And a load of mills /
And they harvest grade /
And though most want to go /
It’s still our home /
And Dub Y’s the name //

ExP
Dub Y’s the name /
Put aside the hate /
Some guys love punchlines, some rhyme for days /
Feel inclined to say /
This is my kind of place /
Represented by double you why, shouts to Bane /
I get slightly blazed, make beats, write a page /
Record it, have a cypher, my 5-a-day /
And cos skies are grey, and there’s signs of rain /
We’re inside sampling vinyl from night to day /
NY’s the place, where hip-hop was born /
So Yorkshire’s the place to be, props to York /
On the moors with a boombox or on ya porch /
Flame Grilling lots of pork, goes on till dawn /
What’s The Score? Good hip-hop from ninety six /
Ignite spliffs, sipping pints write a rhyme to this/
It’s like life isn’t right without the kind of riffs /
That we cut from jazz records till it’s time to chip /
Or it’s time to blend, or it’s time to bounce /
Or it’s time to do one, or this time we’re out /
Barely a moment of my life spent in silence now /
I wake up and fall asleep to the righteous sound /
Clear mind in the morning or the sorest head /
Always support the community of Yorkshire’s West /
Hip-Hop everywhere else is a corpse it’s dead /
They wonder why we shout Yorkshire at your event //

Chorus
In a comfy old Yorkshire town /
Where it’s pouring down /
And the skies are Grey /
Inside drinking cups of tea /
It’s enough for me /
To let my mind escape /
Where there’s rolling hills /
And a load of mills /
And they harvest grade /
And though most want to go /
It’s still our home /
And Dub Y’s the name //

Addverse
I rep Yorkshire, yeah we’ve got the north and the south /
But its West where we got the best talk from the mouth /
Leaving others thinking how come, teaching you the outcome /
Of cyphers, hard work, EPs and albums /
The CDs are now done, come grab some next clothes /
Whether they're WY, BOISHT or EJECTOS /
Respect those, heads representing the county /
We proudly shout out it’s now getting rowdy /
Funky, a lot of things around me disgust me /
The state of my estate is ugly /
You've got to take the rough with the smooth now the ride’s getting bumpy /
Trust me, I still I got love for God’s country /
It’s not an accident I live where I’m happy, that’s /
Surrounded by Leeds, Huddersfield to Halifax /
Wakefield to Pontefract, Bradford and Bingley /
Horsforth to Yeadon, Brighouse, Tingley /
It’s strictly a passion for the state I was raised in /
Settlements are placed in a place that’s amazing /
Green fields for grazing, cities for the socialites /
Yorkshire is the place keeps me warm through the coldest nights //

Chorus
In a comfy old Yorkshire town /
Where it’s pouring down /
And the skies are Grey /
Inside drinking cups of tea /
It’s enough for me /
To let my mind escape /
Where there’s rolling hills /
And a load of mills /
And they harvest grade /
And though most want to go /
It’s still our home /
And Dub Y’s the name //

JND
Dub Y is the name of the Shire I reside in /
So the accent you hear shouldn't be a surprise when /
I open my mouth to recite them /
Words that I scribbled down, capture the vibes then /
Despite them hating my rhymes bring imagery /
Rather spit thousands of words than a picture piece /
Not cos my drawings lack skill or ability /
But to put it simple these / heads would be in guillotines /
Picture this / stone built housing surrounded /
By green hills enclosing the township / soak in the brown cliffs /
When Ilkley Moor baht at's the most known track from around it's /
Time for a change from the outset /
Don't watch what Emmerdale farm says /
Braddy int a Last of the Summer Wine farce, let’s /
Be honest, every city has a dark side you don't cross /
A place where the hope’s lost, but we chose to be more than most thought /
Was possible, smarter than the rest created /
Chavs are dangerous; a chav with brains is underestimated /
Despite the attire and dialect I utilise /
I calculate my words, this tracksuit is my suit and tie //

Chorus
In a comfy old Yorkshire town /
Where it’s pouring down /
And the skies are Grey /
Inside drinking cups of tea /
It’s enough for me /
To let my mind escape /
Where there’s rolling hills /
And a load of mills /
And they harvest grade /
And though most want to go /
It’s still our home /
And Dub Y’s the name //
Track Name: Red Zone
JND
Gimme a beat, I'll go off on a rant /
About how cash is in short supply at my bank /
Or how I want my own place again, but I can't afford it /
So I'm living with my folks back in Thornbury /
See I wanna be stacking more papers, so I trained up /
To be an electrician, just to make some /
Now I'm trying to do a course to harvest solar power on the roof tops /
And money is the key to all my blues, what? /
No it wouldn't buy me happiness, and yes I'm obsessed with it /
But who doesn't want a few extra credits with /
A few less being debited, while you're trying to save up, you’re getting ripped /
The taxman’s taken all my everything /
And what’s the point unless you're earning mega bucks /
Your getting f___ / steady look, the point I'm making is there’s many cuts /
We're facing it's unfair when you pay your share, but the rest are crooks /
Most too rich to care and those that take begrudge /
Unlike the most of you; my job is satisfying /
Still I cast my eye on being a muso though I'm 9 to 5ing /
6-days a week, most weeks, except December /
Last time I was off work and ill? I can't remember /
And it’s good when you're your own boss /
But if you don't work or you've no jobs then your dough’s lost /
And its soul destroying when you underprice 'em /
When estimating, but my dad says, “that comes with time, son” /
At the age of twenty well, I thought I'd have it sussed /
By the age of 26, I’m realising I am just /
Another guy designed to fail; maybe I'm defunct /
Or maybe I can't see the light as much as I once could //

Chorus x2
I make music for those wearing headphones /
And I've used it for pent up aggressed tones /
If you choose this to booze with or get stoned /
It's defusing my stressed dome out the red zone //

ExP
I’ll probably have Mr Nice Guy on my head stone /
Playing “No Regrets” at my laid-to-rest home /
Right now I’m in my twenties though, trying to get known /
And earn enough green so me and Mrs ExP can forget those /
Episodes of the multi-series sitcom /
Us repeating each day with a shh job, p_____ off /
It’s not what I planned for the time being /
But I’m seeing these times leaving me behind with an idea /
Of what might have been /
Just want life to leave me alone, I’m trying to dream! /
There’s no time to breathe /
Still I catch myself inhaling and exhaling /
Time moves forward this day and then that day and /
Another year gone, it’s insane but I’m mad saying /
I’m different to anyone who sleeps wakes and then cash chases /
But I learnt something /
There’s nothing worse than complaining about how it works with no alternative /
And for certain this is /
A journey you won’t complete, it’s unique but it’s purposeless /
And you’re a miracle of probability to see the earth’s surfaces /
You were created in the stars’ furnaces /
Each atom brought together to form one person that /
For some reason is aware they exist but isn’t certain if /
They prefer their wallpaper in violet or purple. Shh /
Pull yourself together /
Cos you might look at life like a fight contender /
That’s three times the height of you and twice as clever /
That you keep taking on to decide who’s better /
But fight it or hide it’ll find and get ya /
Don’t have to take advice I’m not trying to lecture /
For so long I put aside my life to strive for cheddar /
At the end of the day life’s a lesson /
Don’t learn that it was just a waste of time and effort //

Chorus x2
I make music for those wearing headphones /
And I've used it for pent up aggressed tones /
If you choose this to booze with or get stoned /
It's defusing my stressed dome out the red zone //

Addverse
Whether you sit alone getting stoned, or play so much that you’re never home /
Either way some things are set in stone /
Happiness can only ever be achieved /
If you work hard cos nothing in life is ever easy /
And yeah I realise we all have a certain cause /
And there's no reason why mine should be worse than yours /
I turned a corner when I learned to love my challenges /
I guess the gloves are off now I’ve toughened up my calluses /
I’m not embarrassed if I need a little help though /
Think about the time my arm was hanging off my elbow /
Money would be easy if I had the balls to sell coke /
But I’ve got a conscious of myself, so instead I’m broke /
And always on the hunt to try and stack another fund /
This crazy world has made me think that life without it isn't fun /
Just the same as everyone, tell me where has heaven gone? /
I feel as though I’m only ever seeing what the devil’s done /
I need to find a place to get away and think a bit /
Before I bust a vessel like my head’s a sinking ship /
Stressing from the pressure on the biggest cliff /
Suicidal thoughts like Biggie Smalls, I’m on the brink of it /
I feel the need to make a change now, a difference, a point, a purpose, a time for my age /
I’m not just a rhymer that writes on a page, and recites on the stage, with the lights on my face /
There's a time and a place so I wanna be there /
It makes no sense to me to be stopping to stare /
With nothing prepared and feeling like none of it’s fair /
There's 7 billion on the planet you say none of them care?//

Chorus x2
I make music for those wearing headphones /
And I've used it for pent up aggressed tones /
If you choose this to booze with or get stoned /
It's defusing my stressed dome out the red zone //
Track Name: Kinelligent
Billie Holiday (sample)
You weren’t scared to go ‘em then haaha what is this ish now?

Addverse
Now most of rap, I’m not feeling it /
With your clothes and hats, I’m not feeling it /
Dance tracks and that, I’m not feeling it /
Yeah I see you pose, relax, I’m not feeling it /….
…You see what really got me listening /
When I was just an innocent law abiding citizen /
Was the rhythm of raw rhymes, and raps from the early 90's /
Tracks with kicks, snares and hi-hats that shuffle slightly //

ExP
Damn bloody right we, bumped it nightly /
Nothing I need more than tight beats and lovely rhyme schemes /
It, looked unlikely this chump in IT would convert a bunch of pipe dreams /
To something I breathe //

JND
Yeah its necessary uncover nice themes /
Get your mind seen to if it’s not your cup of chai tea /
It’s the Flame Grill supplying heaters for a dry scene /
And I’m not feeling it…unless it’s by me //

Addverse
I’m unpredictable, speak it in every syllable /
The vitamins and minerals in life for me are lyrical /
Surprised to see a minimal style on the beat as still as ill /
Flame griller build and show you how to ride the vibe with skill //

ExP
Semi-Conscious rappers trying not to blather /
On a track about the graft I put into this it’s like nothing matters /
But nothing has to when I’ve got my passion put in action /
I couldn’t have asked for a better platform to put my wrath on //

JND
And nearly all the other cats are lacking discipline /
But when it comes to content versus image, fashionistas win /
And sadly with this industry of fascination /
It’s the shiny packaging, not the substance of the music wrapped within //

Addverse
Now most of rap, I’m not feeling it /
With your clothes and hats, I’m not feeling it /
Dance tracks and that, I’m not feeling it /
Yeah I see you pose, relax, I’m not feeling it //

ExP
...An I’m not feeling it either /
It seems like my TV receiver’s infested with festering pests and celebrity media /
Radio’s either the BBC or the /
Police are trying to crack down on it /
But the pirate stations are not counterfeit /
We’re independent and proud of it /
Down to risk pounds and quids, keep it how it is /
Or improve it, cos with this Itunes nuisance, new music needs funding or no-one will produce it /
It’s too simple to forget the path /
Creativity over finding a cheque to cash /
...Life’s hard enough when the rent attacks /
License, water, electric, gas – then there’s tax /
And when we snap, cos no-one’s getting paid more /
Independents get forced out and winner takes all /
And we remain poor /
Something’s got to give /
At least the music’s good
But it’s not it’s shh /
And all I hear is wannabees trying to make their sound fit /
Instead of trying to bring something new that’ll sound sick /
So consider my face spited and nose removed /
Cos I’d rather make it dope than just clone some tunes /
That flipping 808 drum pack is over used /
And your vocoded vocals just show that you /
Can’t sing, lack originality and need to quit /
Cos like Addverse said I aint f______ feeling it //
Track Name: Wuntathought
ExP
Yo – I write for the left of it /
Live for the death of it /
Laugh like I never did /
Work it out – like a clever kid /
There’s benefits to getting ready but instead of this /
I just did it, made my mark and remembered it /
Forgetting it, is a bi-product of a short memory /
Hope my music reaches all centuries /
More leisurely, in the way I distribute my core energies /
And spend time with Evie, Laura, or Emily /
Both Uncle and Godfather /
Time’s a squeeze since I dropped part of my life to work at hip-hop harder /
No fully stocked larder /
Need cash but I’m not starving /
Need socks darned but I’m not starkers /
Winter’s cold on my toes /
But these holes in my clothes /
Just signs my soul’s aligned with the goal that I chose /
Writing in dark rooms, counterbalancing arse tunes /
From cartoons, controlled by chart sharks that should be harpooned! //

Chorus
I…wuntathought – getting heard was so difficult
I…wuntathought – everyone was so cynical
I…wuntathought – it would take a flipping miracle, to make something major out of something so minimal

I…wuntathought – that I’d still make the best of it
I…wuntathought – that I’d stop being a pessimist
I…wuntathought – one day would be so effortless, the next like climbing Everest
Get the gist?

JND
You should know the crew name, true – and the heads I roll with /
How we keep tracks fresh on a budget /
Cos truth be known, I bin working on the studio /
The music home of Sinoptic – fluent with no usual quotes /
My script computer wrote, tapping up the smoothest prose /
Cos my handwriting’s messy, plus it’s super slow /
As long as I can read it, that’s all that matters /
But that’s not what my teachers said, back in my classes /
I’ve come a long way since then who’da thought it? /
Probably my parents, always been mad supportive /
I’m lucky that way, not so many are though /
Me I’ll help you out if your car’s broke /
I’m always trying my best, to help those around me /
That way I seem to find peace or maybe it found me /
And until I leave the ground, free /
There’ll be a smile upon my face not a frown see…//

Chorus
I…wuntathought – getting heard was so difficult
I…wuntathought – everyone was so cynical
I…wuntathought – it would take a flipping miracle, to make something major out of something so minimal

I…wuntathought – that I’d still make the best of it
I…wuntathought – that I’d stop being a pessimist
I…wuntathought – one day would be so effortless, the next like climbing Everest
Get the gist?

Addverse
Now this is not as easy as I once thought it would have been /
I’m kinda struggling to try and find the love within /
And yo, this is the thing /
I don’t know where to begin /
I just feel the pressure of it building up under my skin /
And when I get a flash of it, running through my habitat /
I just wanna grab at it, reel it in and pull it back /
That’s when you bump the track – I got a vibe to spit /
The theme tune’s to my life and I write the script /
Since age 5 I was like, “yeah, I got it sorted /
By 25 I’ll be signed and I’ll drive a Porsche” /
But even I was cautious /
And didn’t go for it /
Cos now I’m 26 and got a Peugeot to show for it /
Although I know I spit doper than the most of em /
I feel so close to thinking that I’m not supposed to win /
But still I won’t give in – I feel positive /
It’s impossible for me stop now – got the gist?! //

Chorus
I…wuntathought – getting heard was so difficult
I…wuntathought – everyone was so cynical
I…wuntathought – it would take a flipping miracle, to make something major out of something so minimal

I…wuntathought – that I’d still make the best of it
I…wuntathought – that I’d stop being a pessimist
I…wuntathought – one day would be so effortless, the next like climbing Everest
Get the gist?
Track Name: Starting Up
ExP
If ya...not having fun with it be done with it /
That wild goose hunting trip, you don’t have to take it if you can duck it quick /
Nuff of us struggle to rub together a couple quid /
Funding the bloody government, everyone suckered in /
Discovered that with some optimism /
You can stop the politicians creaming off the top from your job and your pot to p*** in /
Natural competition is not your opposition /
It wasn’t till 26 that I got that wisdom /
Started to help unify the West of Yorkshire /
It’s less important to make it corporate, we gave it order /
Now everyone’s chatting collaborating and cyphering /
We’ve pretty much created our own hip-hop environment /
And it’s only fuelled by positivity and like mindedness /
So next time you decide to hate on something, ask why the f___ /
Everything has opportunities if you look hard enough /
And take it from someone who’s only just starting up //

Chorus
We’re just starting up x8

Chief Wigz
So when I start up, I start with a star jump /
A bit of Art Garfunk radio Gaga gumpf /
The parkour stunts man, adapt to the terrain /
Retrain; reclaim game yeah, as the climate change /
But I stay true /
Stabilisers remain removed /
In a scene so old, but it feels so brand new /
Bang like Kung Fu bamboo, to a Youtube near you /
They say, “jump” and we say, “kangaroo” /
We say we can do, when they say we can’t /
But you can’t control creativity that spills from the heart /
Kill to deliver skill, like to wield a ninja star /
Flame Grill to chill down at ExP’s yard /
United culture establishing in times so hard /
But above all an environment to spit some bars /
Give us, half a yard man we’ll take the lot /
You thought we’d done all we could? – But we’re just starting up //

Chorus
We’re just starting up x8

Addverse
Better off the top than what you lot could speak in three attempts /
West Yorkshire’s team event, we speak in sequences /
Never the queens English I guess you could say we speak in French /
giving it tongue and cheek like were comedians, even non believers now got something to start believing in /
These are the ingredients, discipline, obedience, timing is the key but confidence makes you a genius /
Either way we gonna make the situation be the best were never gonna stop it until we’ve got the nation seeing sense /
Lunar's up at the top, flash is not gonna flop, matter of fact Lego’s rapping hot /
We got, JND upper cutting grannies the lot, you didn't know that Chief Wigz prefers a cat to a dog /
You must be living under a rock, placed in the past, no face but a mask, perform the most amazing of tasks /
Making Yorkshire the most important place on the map //

Chorus
We’re just starting up x8

JND
Since we decided to align the stars from round our way it’s crazy now /
I mean from mithering about the charts to laying down /
Another joint displaying how the movement’s gained momentum sorrta /
From a few dudes making sense to group from West o’t Yorkshire /
And if you checked seen the vids we post you should have done /
Or else I’m coming round your house with photos of your chuffing Mum /
The style’s not bubblegum designed to make you dance around /
It’s the type enticing heads to rupture spinal columns…ouch! /
I don’t care if you’re a veteran with stars to prove it /
You can’t freestyle, you’re useless /
And the only rule is /
Nothing pre-written goes, it’s a free – no scribbled notes /
And don’t be chatting over me when I’m spitting flows /
And if you’re dropping fire, likely find me saying, “yeah!” /
Got ExP going, “WhoOo” and cats are dapping, state your shares /
And in this day it’s rare that heads put aside their egos /
Like minded: I’ve just come to spit a free, bro //

Dr Ice
These guys are starting what? What’s that – starting up?

Darwin Theory
Are they starting their cars cos they won’t start in the morning?

Dr Ice
Are they waiting for the starting gun so they can race?

Darwin Theory
Are they starting the coffee machine so they can get a f____ drink?

Dr Ice
You know what? I wish they’d change the song to, “finishing up” and then just not do anything – that would be way better

Darwin Theory
I’m inclined to agree with you there Dr Ice – this track significantly reduces the errr… score that I gave the album – overall I would have given this starting up lame crap like, 1? 1 out of a million?

Dr Ice
I’m not even sure there’s a decimal out there … it’s so lame

Darwin Theory
What’s up with this outro I mean for God’s sake – how long does this outro go on for?

Dr Ice
All this song does is, “nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah LAME” I mean it’s so lame – Mom! Can I get a Schweppes in here cos this song has dried me up.
Track Name: Flame Gorillas
ExP
Gorillas in the mist, it’s Flame Griller in the midst /
Of some guerrilla tactics so you have to give it in and quit /
It’s not the scrilla stacking, pimping, macking, fiction that we live /
That’s the banana peel you flipping actors slip upon and trip /
Monkey bars from these bunch of ‘tards /
Something our country does in halves
Is come with something hard to bump up in your car /
Gotta throw a bunch of ‘nanas at the farce /
And play Superfly and Starting Up until the sun outdoes the dark /
I was once a young upstart burning blunts up in the park /
Listened to rap noise, smoking two fat joints /
Always writing bars, never wondered bout the art
I skipped general studies cos it wasn’t worth the UCAS points /
As you can see a rapper/emcee with a lack of degree /
Isn’t exactly employable and since 2003 /
When I finished my A levels I’ve been grafting away /
An amateur that does it full time, and I’m still rapping today /
Not after fame status, you gain haters and take favours /
From unsavoury fakers that you’ve gotta repay later /
...And I’d rather carve my own name on it, trust /
And keep saving up until I’m a flaming ape in a tux //

Chorus
…To all the Jungle Massive come on put your hands up /
If you rep a treehouse crib or a mansion /
…We split bananas like cash from a ransom/
You gotta stand up for the Flame Griller anthem /

JND
I don't care about you or yours / I care about me and mine /
Tearing out a piece of my soul to put in beats and rhymes /
I'm not monkeying around for your benefit /
Flame Griller: the best medicine: stress sedative /
Whatever you said int ever fresh, edit it /
We're the plus to your negatives / you couldn't get the gist /
The main difference is clear and apparent /
The content reveals the realness and talent / adhere to the challenge /
Of changing the way that we appear to the masses /
Get your brain in gear to understand it's just the way that we planned it /
There’s no escaping the damage, cause a crater on any stage that we landed /
Display a page above the basics of language /
…Take a breath there, what I'm tryna say /
We raise the bar higher than you on a day to day /
While you lames pick your arse on some monkey tip /
We'll be going ape, three gorillas on a hunting trip //

Chorus
…To all the Jungle Massive come on put your hands up /
If you rep a treehouse crib or a mansion /
…We split bananas like cash from a ransom/
You gotta stand up for the Flame Griller anthem /

Addverse
Swinging gorilla with the grip of an iron fist /
An orangutan man trying to fix up fire sticks /
Flame Grilling gibbons on a mission if they try resist /
Claim it’s as important as a chimp is to a scientist /
King Louie likeness eating ‘nanas where the Mayans lived /
Hanging on a tyre when tired wired from lighting twigs /
Fighting for survival it’s vital I kill off tribal kids /
Cos mans’ design is frightfully spiteful and full of violence, its /
Silverback leviathans striking as quick as lightning /
Strangling Tarzan with a python if I get sight of him /
Hiding like a sniper with a rifle with the widest grin /
Cos when I play I never lose – only right I will win /
It’s like I’m donkey mixed with a space alien /
When you say, “no homo” I follow it up with, “sapien” /
Nobody is greater than the predator invading em /
It’s King Kong climbing up the Empire State again //

Addverse
w…what are we doing with this bit?

JND
Just leaving it

Chorus x2
…To all the Jungle Massive come on put your hands up /
If you rep a treehouse crib or a mansion /
…We split bananas like cash from a ransom/
You gotta stand up for the Flame Griller anthem //