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Eyes to the Floor
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I stroll to the shops, holding a dosh roll in my socks Really hope there ain't a hole in my socks Bolt from the cops, Holden, patrolling the blocks Told em I'm not folding I'm colder than frost I see a guy with some gold in his watch & he says that my friend sold him some pot, sold him a lot But it's old & there's mould in the crop Then I got rolled cause the dog holstered a Glock Before I know it, I'm assaulted & robbed, knocked out on the asphalt Shoulder has popped, soldiering on Waltzed to Nicole's for a drop Moulded her hot, smouldering twat hole with my c*ck Now she's sulking a lot cause I said "I'm not ready to be involved" Didn't want commitment, altering what goals that I got So I leave then realise she's stolen my socks, (Damn) that's karma for ya (Nah), that's Nollamara for ya, damn, that's Armadale, that's Clarkson for ya That's Rockingham & Kwinana for ya, (Damn) that's Darwin for ya That's Hobart, Melbourne & Canberra for ya That's Adelaide, Sydney & pass the border Cause the world's full of Sharks like Scarborough's water Scarred from trauma, considering a robbery While hocking all your sh*t in when you're driven into poverty You're probably a victim to addiction & it's lock & key A lot pf weal decisions got you wishing for a proper sleep There's a lot of thieves Given the economy, they're gonna be in prison for a minute If the coppers see, honestly, you'd wanna keep your vision in Bitumen Or stop & seek permission when you're visiting these rotten streets
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