[Intro/
Scratches
:
DJ Reflux
]
"I see"
"Like this y'all", "Like this y'all"
"I see"
"Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me"
"I see"
"Like this y'all", "Like this y'all"
"I see"
,
"Like this y'all"
"Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me"
[Verse 1: Hons]
Hons wanna earn my rockstar status
Earn my stripes at the bar for downin' Jäger till I'm hammered
The baddest, you know what bro? Now that the 'Oars down
[?] Golden Era take me outta poor town
You can find me at the Horse Fowl
At 4am with the FAC until we escorted out
I'm a monster on the mic, confident and tight
Next morning comes, hit rock-bottom and fright
See me jumpin' off the stage in a fresh pair of Nikes
To get caught in the crowd by Miller-Heidke
And these days, I'm eatin' up that single cake
And I should do pretty well if Sandilands making Bingle tapes
Man, I'm feelin great, joe-mighty-good
Like I found some nine-inch flippers with Elijah Wood
And Paul Hogan, I'll see you and that tax man
Next July when he's there tryna get his cash back
[Scratches: DJ Reflux &
Trials
]
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Vamoose, you're wack to me"
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Take them rhymes back to the factory"
"How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know"
"Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me"
Said you been jumpin' all around town bumpin' your fists
So get loose or get gone, vamoose son of a bitch
[Verse 2: Trials]
I see, I see, it's been a while between LPs
The 'Oars is back and brought the bats into Belfry
Now tell me my brother, you rock them sunnies inside
Unless you hung the fuck over or your mother just died
The survey said "You're dead", certified brain cancer
Throwin' weed-seeds in potholes and rain-dancin'
Lampin',
real life feelin' Richard Branson
In sandals
, producers I has all your samples
They said you got a face a mother could love
Turns out that mother's yours, so motherfucker wassup?
Blood, weigh that shit, double-up it's wet and
The greedy weed-dealer cul-de-sac like a dead end
Get 'em, I love the rap facts findin' quotes
Into liner notes
deeper than the gyno goes
Kinda dope won't do
They either actin' like they know it or I'm actin' like I don't know you
[Scratches: DJ Reflux &
Trials
]
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Vamoose, you're wack to me"
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Take them rhymes back to the factory"
"How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know"
"Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me"
Said you been jumpin' all around town bumpin' your fists
So get loose or get gone, vamoose son of a bitch
[Verse 3: Sesta]
Yeah, just an under-achiever
Born leader? Never, I wouldn't get along with them either
Livin' la vida, broken, no, don't open the freezer
Got the head of a diva, leave it! She's mine when I need it
Heavy breather, so you better book in a cleaner
I put the "Fuk" in the "shima" but then I needed to leave her
I gotta live a little greener, watch the water get deeper
I'm holding aces while you Holden Barina, far weaker
Uh, wouldn't wanna be ya, eat a
Whole bowl of dick and dip it and leave 'em swimmin' in sangria
Jeeza, turnin' me in back to a believer
School-leaver (oooh!) this one's a fuckin' keeper
He's uh, speakin' in tongues, speaking of dumb
Let's pretend we get along, it's what he woulda done
What's the harm in it? We can all believe it at once
And get along, sing a song, drop a nuclear bomb
And vamoose
[Scratches: DJ Reflux]
"Like this y'all", "Like this y'all"
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Vamoose, you're wack to me"
"I see"
"You been jumpin' all around, everything in town"
"Take them rhymes back to the factory"
"How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know"
"Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me"
"I see"
"Take them rhymes back to the factory"
