So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews
I came here to represtent and vent my views
See they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money
While we want the scene to blowlike cherry bombs in the dunny
So check it out this is eso on the mic
No f*ckin' around I came to get you in the vibe
Grab life by the balls and never look behind
Cuz when that bling bling dies you can bet I'll be alive
A revolution of radical rebals, writing raw, reflect the rap
Of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat
The front row covered when I'm spittin the rhyme spray
Got skeletons on stage playin rickety steinsways
I sit with the owls, flippin the vowels
The midnight paddock runner whos tippin the cows
Spittin it foul, down and dirty cuz my crew's shabby
All I wants my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin it down the only way they know how
So sing it, la la la la la la la la
From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break
Your chest starts burnin like you're slurpin the bourbon straight
We blow the spot with more heat we servin than a fernace makes
Percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes
The bim bam boogieman is drinkin till I'm plastered
All over your ears, rappin swingin from the rafters
Got asses leavin the seats when I'm freakin the beat
Just husslin like harry flint with the freedom of speech
So while it seems like theres millions of cats that stack loot
My crews here to stay like tax and tattoos
And theres no match for the kid that blows your mind
Cuz beatin me is like returnin videos on time
And the music I make is like peakin on a trip
Call me jimmy open doors, day dreamin with a spliff
Puttin pressure on the player tryin to look like the cool guy
But couldnt come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye
See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie
So sing it, la la la la la la la la
I found my tears on the pavment, some beers in the basement
Stuck glassy eyed in the year of creation
But I'm cheap, like takin girls on mickey-d's date
Thats why you emcees cant see me like dickey's knees face
From shows of a thousand, we bounce em with rap and spinnin tunes
To packed house parties rockin some cats livin room
We shakin the ground, breakin the bounds, makin this sound
Your hands up, we hands down takin the crown
