Goin on Tour Muph & Plutonic (Ft. Urthboy)

[Intro: Urthboy]
Ayy Muph, my brother, what up?
Yeah, man, I see you got a few dates comin' up
Don't worry, I warned 'em all you were comin' haha

[Verse 1: Muph]
Ayo, huh
Life is like bubble but it changes and evolves
If you're lucky, at point you'll finally get to have a hold
Even scholars with their honours, man, they wanna have a hold
And I promise despite my lack of logic, I've got soul
Roll with the punches, busted nose
Blood flowing, clutches in a rufted growth
Patrol with a compass and follow that road
M.O. cut the mustard and give 'em a show
We're goin' on tour, the soul skewer the beef
Dragging a long lure, to the strong secure speech
In thongs manoeuvred to the King Kong of smoother beats
Who are we? Muph and Plutonic, a crew that bleeds
Just like you, and we innovate, take it interstate
In a plane of virgins, stimulated by the bourbon
Eliminate the nerves when we step on stage
Bags packed, suitcase and a tube of toothpaste

[Interlude: Urthboy & Muph]
Ah, Muph, that's mine, man. Oh, is it? Sorry
No, it's all cool, man
Just stay away from my toothbrush, man
No worries. It's cool