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Can't breathe no air in my lane Look in the eyes, you can stare in the pain My brain feels scary again Cause all I see is Mary and Jane What's that? Who's this? Ask questions but you don't know sh*t My flow make fans jump up and down on the same spot like a pogo stick Just like the yo-yo did Every second kid do that yo-yo sh*t Tryna f**k with the money and the fame like Austin You lost your mojo b*t*h Why you hating? If you grinding then why you skating? And I got more lines than central station Ayy Seize like a Samurai Schemes that I memorise Eager to feast on these MCs Gotta get a feed, yeah, the level's high Keeping their head in line Bleed with this scene that I terrorize See through their web of lies I'ma beast like an enterprise Creep in the dead of night Weed that we set a light Sleep as I dream of a better life See where the demons and devils lie Wombat's back better know Gacked out the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows Wombat's back better know Gacked at the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows Okay I don't play soccer but the bars I'll loan ya (Barcelona) Prolly why I kick goals on the net Boxed in the corner with dark aromas Kush gets pushed till it’s rollin ya head Like ugh, tell em that I’m all straight up Give em what they want like Russ Never been fussed what the whole world thinks of us From a place where we call mates c**t Being straight up Huh Swearing to God Right now you could get aired on a rock Bear when I drop the Grylls ya so grope your drugs like bugs on the hair of a dog That's ticks Luggage Over ya head High off nuggets Stoned to the death Bros to the right Hoes to the left Me and Wombat putting smoke in the chest Bruh What's that it's a Wombat Never gotta second to froth because I'm off tap Every single record and I'm on track And I bomb that I reckon that they reckon I've gone back And I combat And I'm not gonna stop I drop a hot rap dog Gotcha popping along And you nodding a lot And I'm dropping 'em off On a rocket off to the top And I'm not gonna drop Lock I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You c**ts go f**k yourselves I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You c**ts go f**k yourselves I got dreams of a jet black Chrysler, inside colours of a red back spider Start off 2018 with a 5 stack, get it heavy, get it 10 racks higher I feel like the sh*t, Ronaldo brother, I'm real like Madrid Get Messi like Lionel, spin on your vinyl Wax, I cut facts I'm DJ Khaled, I'm the best Steve Waugh in the slips, still Shane Warne on a pitch Still raw with the spit, still spin words on a pitch Still hit verses for 6, try catch this Bust raps with a recipe like Crusty Crab The stars under the rock like Patrick And the bar straight over your head So I spit this Olympic flow, it's gymnastic Your bars like the lips and t**s of Kim, Kylie and Kris Legit, they all plastic Said he raps good, but he rap sh*t Brother looking like an MC Catfish Can't be stopped, can't be dropped Like I'm Roy Jones Jr., I'm the carbon copy Hard to stop, the juggernaut packs a punch Run around like a Nazi zombie Yeh, but I'm sick of these silly c**ts Sh*t I'm the bitter one Spit like a Minigun With a bit of luck [?] Got a mini buzz Pick it up like a ciggie b*** Kick it in the middle of a city that is in a rush We don't fuss Think I give a sh*t? Couldn't give a f**k Tick us up Gotta get a mix of the sticky bud So they wanna mimic us But the jig is up I'm lost in the Safari with writers block I light the pot, still got chrome for the beef, lad F**k with the party You're Microsoft I'm Firefox I Mac your books on a beat, lad I space bars apart to try shift, control, alt, delete that On keyboards I blow like C4 I tell 'em I spit raw, the whole crowd repeats that Catch that sh*t like a virus, smokin' a Billy Ray Cyrus I'm the Osiris You don't wanna touch my style It's hench Get clenched like pliers I'll race car drive ya Back into 2016 One of my bars worth 20 16’s 26 grams 26 teens Fast forward four years here's 26 G's Cause I'm set to collide with the beat like a meteorite Jeez I'm a beast I could eat 'em alive As I'm fiend and feasting my piece of the pie Now show me who's even competing with I Show you who's a vegan ? To the meat on the side like it's easy to find Wombat's deep in the grime with the speed And you see we compete You we leaving behind Oh you say They got flows for days You don't notice So they're So overplayed Go home I'm the dopest There's no debate You can't f**k with it Go mark a bit Cause I'm calm as I spark the spliff don't start ya sh*t Yeah Cause I'm calm as I spark the spliff don't start ya sh*t Raindrop, drop top I got Migos to pa** the weed I'm not offset, but I set off with the takeoff Probably why the hottie gotta body like Cardi B Bob Marley, I pa** the weed Pa** the tree, 'cause my lyrics are a masterpiece You can find me in the house like I'm Ali G And I got a motherf**kin' ounce like I'm Charlie Sheen F**k my ex, I can't stand her, argh F**k my friends, I ain't Chandler, argh First names Blake, not Adam See me travellin' the longest yards, I'm A. Sandler, argh I was in a hotel loungin' Me and Baggsy were smokin' cones And now I'm tryna get a bag on my broken bone I'm livin' like a rockstar like I'm Post Malone Wombat's back better know Wombat's back better know I get ready for the cycle, gotta hand steady Ned Kelly with the rifle Give me a second to set Get it right cool Heading for ya belly and I'm ready for survival Wrecking any others They're my enemies and rival's I'm not ya regular fella I'm headed for their vitals By now should definitely heard of me By now it's an urgent emergency Right now I'm determined to murder the scene Til' I'm murked and I'm burnt to the third degree Coz the serpents have heard that it's purgery You wanna talk back but they boy can't rap They will get ga**ed like a surgery When the verse gets trapped in ya circuitry Blake be hard when he spray the bar Jump on the mic get strung like a ba** guitar Chase the art till I make my mark While the crews chopsticks like an asian bar New bars pop tops like Toohey's Jump on a beat get chopped Suey Rock and I roll till the systems are down I'm it like the clown run it up like Fui Moi Moi smoke to my lungs Never had a brother that has broken my trust I'd head back to nerve's with ten packs of bourbon And rack up with girls that were smokin the buds Nah Pa**ion like fruit Weed in the back of my boot Still back at my dudes Can't stop with the ragabond dues Till we hit primetime on the channel 9 news Uh What's that Wombat ain't nothin' but a bong rat I've been kickin' back sniff a bit of rack with the comrades Wiff it in a flash then I'm off track Still gettin' skippy with the rap Got em' thinkin' that I'm pippin' off of crack but alas I'm not on that I gotta hit em' with the facts... Drop back What ya thinkin' that we're whack Stop that Wait wait Don't try with me Man I burn CD's like piracy Said I burn CD's as I burn these trees I just burnt 3 g's with Flylacine When I murk these beats I be killing it Man I burn CD's for the thrill of it Said I burn CD's as I burn these trees I just burnt 3 g's as I'm kicking it with ChillinIt Still pull shots off like Ponting Bad b*t*h with the pound of the Qonting I scream like Bubble o Bill When I bubble up bills that's the sound of the bong rips Still sip knots in the mosh pit Drop tunes like I'm Dr. Sushi But me and Wombat go Dr. Dre Rock the Jay While the b*t*h sip Vodka Cruisers My name is not Don Chill chill the f**k are you from Kill bill the team is locked on Offside you get ya knocked on Ain't rugby league but I f**ked the team Thrown over the sideline knocked out Fifty cups get kicked for touch and found dead while I try get dropped out But brudda I'm way better give a f**k like I'm running it up like Dave Klemmer No cheese but I'm cutting it up to make cheddar Got the b*t*h in the back of the car like aye brudda In Canberra might Raid ya Not even the ref's gon' save ya Front page on a metro paper With pupils bigger than a techno raver Bruh I've been gettin' ga**ed up Chat sh*t ya get smacked up Wombat calm down for a sec just relax brah F**k that I'll go spaz c**t Nah I'm just kiddin' man I've been in a jam since I went and hit the p*ss again and been sniffin' grams But I've gotten' crook as well but ya couldn't tell Murder the riddim in a hearse lookin' shook as hell Merlin the wizard spit a verse with a book of spells Get away in a fast car like Tracy Chapman So fast I broke the cars rictor Still drop bars that could make you backflip We blaze up so cops they try pinch ya Pop 2 M's but A, they can’t clinch ya Land lord Evicted, cold since last winter Whenever man drops the beat, the bars hit ya Fans go stomp there feet, like barmtizfah Cheques are due (jew) but I'm Hitler The whole crowed gets ga**ed Double Entendre, I run the genre Monster with the Ink like Mike Wizowski Mics around me, Cameras and lights surround me I MIGHT BE CRAZY, MIGHT BE LAZY I SLEEP DAILY, but nights are rowdy Til' ya b*t*h gets slept like Ronda Rousey When she f**k with the strains like a physiotherapist Neck rocks till it breaks ya spine Hey Hater, Why you be lookin like K Slater Surf my vibes for the wave to ride I make paper, never rest, make the climb I use weed as the medicine, make the vibes What do U F's C me, Dana White I blaze a mic and set ya whole place alight CHILL CHILL Wombat's back with the flow Pack me a cone Stacked a whole rack up my nose Hacking the coke stashed and the packets are dope Back with the match crank gas and the blow Now I’m travelling back up the coast and the shackles are broke And my habits are gross Knackered but having a go Coz these rappers are actors alone Man I hate the scene, coz the flows are Sicker than the mozart picking up a painter scheme We stay blazing green when I smoke up with us but choke up Hittin' on Asian weed You’re not a blazer You’re a whack c**t Wombat and chill coming back on the spaz one Spit it ? Living in a rut thinking f**k like Stick it in a c**t like a blunt knife My grandpops caught a one way flight Straight out of Beirut Now your grandson live a one way life Probably making your bae root I got MDMA In a plastic draw And plastic caps I wrap in elastic balls You wanna be a hero fantastic four It’s my party, top of the rope like Jeff hardy Get hyped on the mic recording I’m a lyrical Thriller it's Armageddon gorillas in time I get it I get it Coz’ my life is boring and I play with the ball like Michael Jordan Aye aye 420 family Aye aye 420 family Aye aye 420 family Aye aye 420 family
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