Back by Popular Demand by Campaign:EQ Lyrics

Quote from the song “Back by Popular Demand” by Campaign:EQ

This is PuKe King, if you ain't heard, on my King James - James Randi
Amazing man. No charlatan. Believe it's real - exactly
What I said it was from the very start, no trickery, just magic
(Do we pass it out of habit?)(Nah, we pass it cos we've had it)
I've had it and I've lost it. Off my cabbage, sipping noodles
Shitting apples, flipping magpies, stitching lab-rats to you poodles
I am Buddha mixed with Belfort. Ask my brethren, I am brutal
If you plan to pare my power have no scruples that it's futile

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Back by Popular Demand”

• Featuring: Robbie D, Mr Grumpy, Probably Edible
• Produced: Probably Edible
• Written: Robbie D, Mr Grumpy, Probably Edible
• Engineered: Probably Edible
• Release Date: January 31, 2016

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[PuKe King]

This is PuKe King, if you ain't heard, on my King James - James Randi
Amazing man. No charlatan. Believe it's real - exactly
What I said it was from the very start, no trickery, just magic
(Do we pass it out of habit?)(Nah, we pass it cos we've had it)
I've had it and I've lost it. Off my cabbage, sipping noodles
Shitting apples, flipping magpies, stitching lab-rats to you poodles
I am Buddha mixed with Belfort. Ask my brethren, I am brutal
If you plan to pare my power have no scruples that it's futile

[Mr. Grumpy]

– Mr Grumpy's back, rappin' on this funky track
Flipping out, no doubt my tricky spouting's kicking up a fad
Prepare for armageddon, watch the level redden as we crank this
Shit up to eleven, sending shivers down my Spinal Tap
(Man, that's bad) – I get savage when I ravage it
I'm mad (you radge) and I never seem to manage it
So chins above the parapet lads this one's just for you
Keep your eyes on the horizon watch us rising into view
(Mr. Grumpy)
Keeping the beat going at speed, flowing like an irrigation
Placing prose in puzzle pieces, paddle through the picky pacing
Patterned with PuKe, my text is tessellating
Running rounds with Robbie, chasing bases but late to each stationary
-- -- But we don't need a ruler, as we measure measured measures
My flow is getting cooler than a cannister – (we chill?)
We will when our pistol's powdered and we loaded like a Lannister

[PuKe King]

I scoop the scratches out the cheques that they backdate
Trickle fickle mandate, they hope to shake my rat cage
-- That is so passé. Me, I stay so blasé
Fingertip to tongue while I ask them if they have taste
-- For Man's sake I hope they eat the had cake
I'mma give it still. Tummmy ill with the cramp ache
-- This bad taste. Squandering my taxed wage
Finger lingers still, 'til they spill my blood in man drains

[Robbie D]

It's Rob and I'm back, dropping a rap at Thomas' flat
You gotta react to this trippy hippie in the city
It isn't pretty when you mess with us
It's best we just tell you to get to fuck
But if you got respect then nod your head for the penmanship
Never questioned if I was the best at this
It's just a contribution for the movement
With the freshest clique. Yeah, we're in here for definite