Mistah Red

[Intro: Adrian Mitchell]
Everytime I shut my eyes all I see is flames

[Verse 1: Syred]
If somebody asked, "what does music mean to me"?
I'd probably laugh and just assume it was easy to see
I'd probably dance, to prove that its deep within me
nah fuck it, I'd ask, "what do you think it means to me?"

What do you think it means to be so in tune with the beat
that every second, minute and hour you're rehearsing repeatedly?
spittin' verses so frequently, that when people try'n speak you just keep
on talking in rhyme syncing your words to a beat (so see)

It's more than just a fashion or passionate way of life
it' is more than a warm dinner, plate, spoon, fork or a knife
it is purely the sole reason I'm breathing it's like,
the instruments are my oxygen and I'm speaking in carbon-dioxide

and it's like, every-time that I write,
all I have to do is breathe and then it's time to recite,
feeling like the time is right that I try to demonstrate
exactly what happens as I decide to hyperventilate

1,2,3 Let's Go!


[Hook: Syred]
Jump, jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, everybody now
jump, jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump and again

Jump, jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, come on just
jump, jump, jump
jump, j-j-j, j-j-jump


[Verse 2: Syred]
When I work like this, it hurts my ribs, my breathing rate increases
taking pieces of the puzzle as I muddle to struggle to
try to find out what the purpose is,
amongst this deeply shallow earth as if I'm a scuba diver

using lighters just to find my way home - there's no chance
no safe zone - just faux pas, that go underneath the radar
flow in-between the safe-guard, give no other people a chance
to follow a dream they wanna believe that one day they may have a chance

of fulfilling, but that's just living,
life's unfair and that's been clear from the beginning
isn't winning something everybody's always trying to achieve?
I mean, Darwin proved his theory now its clear we must succeed


[Hook: Syred]