[Intro]
"Somebody make some noise"

[Verse 1: TRAXX]
Slipknot, first gig
Ticket was bought by my mother
At that gig I found my first lover
It was my birthday, I was crowdsurfing
Rolling around in the mud with the others
Dem man on stage, dem are fuckers
Gimme that, gimme that, I want more
Didn't have Youtube, albums were bought
Went back to school like a different kid
The summer holidays dem had changed me
Made me an outcast
I was that kid that was out last
Looking in the sky like "I wonder where them man are at?"
He was like "who?"
I was like "you ain't got a clue"
Last week I was at Bizkit, third gig
Milton Keynes, it was epic
All of my friends had rejected
I was at the gig
Grabbing boobies of a chick
And I didn't know where I was at
I was like fourteen
Didn't drink, didn't smoke
Still like "how do you do it like that?"
And again, Kano, tenth gig
I was sat there with my ex chick
I recall her buggering off
Cause I was spitting bars at the back of the bus
With Kano showing it off
I was no good back then
Burnt my paper and snapped my pen
I just went to a show
And that kind of shows
That our shows are nothing but a blow-out (blow-out, blow-out)
And just for me
Now I go hard for all of the team
Twenty-one million gigs in my memory
Cause I got addicted that first gig

[Hook]
I think I need more
Of that

[Verse 2: BENJI]
My first rave was inevitably baking
I got my backstage pass stolen by Jamaicans
I'm in the middle of a thousand people getting wasted
And I was only fifteen
Just trying to jam with Westwood
Just doing what any of the rest would
If any of the rest could
I've got a thirst for loud bass
Raving, got my head shook
I felt gutted when I left that festival
So next time I made sure I took bare man
Nobody wanna start shit round here man
It's all about
Good times, good vibes
Good rhythms and good rhymes
Then it was all about Trilla
Jamie Duggen and BODR inside
Wobbly, wobbly
Skank out to the bassline vibes
Up North in Birmingham where manna get hype
"You must be, must be mad"
As if I ain't been doing this all of my life
Then it was Skepta, Kano, never saw Wiley
But put your hands up if you're repping grime
At this point nobody will deny me the mic
I had bars to par and set the mandem alight
Gimme more, gimme more
Man I wanna stay alive
Gimme draw, gimme raws
Man I wanna get high
I reminisce on the shit that kept me alive
So grab me a pair of tix
I'm going out tonight
I'm gonna catch a gig
I need more than I'm getting
So if I don't get my fix then I might go sick

[Hook]