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