Picture me lose a wink of sleep//
over some forum user saying what they think of me//
literally away at least twice a week playing//
the crowd noise counter every fucking word they're saying//
long may it live, my long range is sick//
kick in the door with a footlong spliff//
if its true what they say, loose lips sink ships//
motherfuckers whole fleets must sleep with the fishes//
talk too motherfucking much (just like bitches)//
cant accept this aint just about pictures//
now i aint got the time to give ya's//
so ima keep doing me, bring the old ways with them//
i love fanning flames, fuck what the risk is//
their trying to maintain, trying to think big//
im trying to do big, when my shit hits//
have you only fast forwarding when the disc skips//

For all the love, the hate comes with em//
one prop gained's still one less given//
tired of the politics, tired of the dissing//
bring it in, now that you're listening//
we don't care, get it right motherfucker//
we don't care, step to the side motherfucker//
we don't care, and you aint keeping us up//
and all my people they aint giving a fuck, so go on, we don't care//

and its a crossed heart promise//
my flow will keep getting colder till there's shards of it//
if life's a bitch and all that, ima take my one chance to fuck the ass off her//
never call her back, hit my casket proper//
soon as i rock the stage, get your mind blown by it//
soon as im off the stage, get your iphone primed//
this my life, its how iv come so high//
blow a goddamn blizzard up in hell before this son don't shine//
and fuck game, ima fucking owner of mine//
aint no better broads at your shows than at mine//
and i still don't need this to get me over the line//
i fuck models man, and they don't even know that i rhyme//
i cross borders, right now im like a couple horizons away//
with girls who know all the words, but don't get what they//
and i could give a flying fuck about pay/
life's a beach mate, couldn't even tell you the day//

For all the love, the hate comes with em//
one prop gained's still one less given//
tired of the politics, tired of the dissing//
bring it in, now that you're listening//
we don't care, get it right motherfucker//
we don't care, step to the side motherfucker//
we don't care, and you aint keeping us up//
and all my people they aint giving a fuck, so go on, we don't care//

i heard word about town that we out//
like the house aussie hiphop built couldn't stand a little drought//
like somehow, the shit had changed round//
couch critics call the shots now? hold it, stop now//
you're fucking kidding right? y'all turn a blip into a crisis//
we good, all i needs a stage and a liquor licence//
im eating from a smaller pie, but its bigger slices//
big shoes to fill, one day ima fit the sizes//
ima 6 foot high motherfucker//
25 this summer, something like my prime//
something like my stride with my rhymes//
give a fuck what the next man talk about mine, get it right mate//
they aint a challenge, they cannon fodder//
take beats don't rattle your teeth, they knock enamel off em//
rock my obese 2 finger ring like a badge of honour//
illy al, burn city, what, we back up on it


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