For my people in the In the nosebleed
This is for the heads loving the mix, My people in the front all in spit, in the box, (oww) suffer to pitch (what?), Hilltop hoods all up in bitch.
And we the funk [leaders], you can't [beat us], We bump and [meters], we drunk you chumps [need us], So, jump us], down in the front [if it's], (If it's your flavour) Your flavour get drunk [with us] (woo).
life turned out nothing like I had planned... (Why not?) By now I had some [land], Some in my [hand], round about fifty grand, But I got (nothing), I write rhymes on the bus, I keep suffering (suffering), fuck the of the dust, You sniffing, that shit is for the [punk hoes], shit is for my bros (woo), my people in the front row.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love with the people in the row. You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I fell in with the people in the front row.
it out I got [hip-hop buds], I wanna hear that [bass I make love], I wanna some [lyrics when I wake up], Write to [get me through a break up]' Bitch!
Like my straight, [no chaser], through fifty breaks, [no flavour], Till I found one, [and made the], hook with the drum, [my savior],
This is the comeback, tongue that's like a thumbtack, It's so tight James is give my funk back!, One track, eight track, that residual Noise, man that, we clean with the digital, Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to me, Throw your hands in the air like hailing a taxi, And move to the funk flow, you Are you drunk bro? This is for my peeps and the freaks in the row.
You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I fell in love the people in the front row. You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in with the people in the front row.
don't complain if Suffa's in here, And in the front row, all covered in beer, And club owners don't say the place is wrecked your fault (uh uh), If the roof is on fire it's an electrical (woo), Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it Like Friday footy, in my hoody [I can hide], I get live on the breaks son, [like one], Lads, if youre heading to the bar grab [your one], Ladies come chill, [come rock me honey], I got like half a in [monopoly money], no stopping me honey, so you can [take my hand], We can lay on the and count [grains of sand], Or take a plane to Japan, and drink with mafia], Fly to Libya for some with [Gadafi] A date, followed by a funk show (oww), We'll rip off (woo) our and jump around in the front row.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love the people in the front row. You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love with the people in the row.
Put me here, and I'm all yours, Not for the money and not for the applause, no oh no no no
for the nosebleed section.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row. You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love with the in the front row.