For my people in the In the nosebleed
This is for the heads loving the mix, My people in the front all in spit, Batter's in the box, (oww) to pitch (what?), Hilltop hoods all up in bitch.
And we the funk [leaders], punks you can't us], We and pump [meters], we drunk you chumps [need us], So, jump 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], money in my [hand], round about fifty grand, But I got nothing (nothing), I rhymes on the bus, I keep suffering (suffering), the lines of the dust, You keep sniffing, shit is for the [punk hoes], This shit is for my (woo), my people 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 in love with the people in the front row.
it out I got taste buds], I wanna hear that when I make love], I wanna hear [lyrics when I wake up], Write rhymes to [get me through a up]' Bitch!
my whisky straight, [no chaser], Went fifty breaks, [no flavour], Till I found this one, made the], Bass hook the drum, [my savior],
This is the comeback, tongue sharp like a thumbtack, It's so James is saying give my funk back!, One track, eight track, gave that Noise, man that, we clean with the digital, I'm the Apache, you're 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 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 fell in love the people in the front row.
People don't complain if in here, And you're in the front row, all in beer, And club owners don't say the is wrecked it's your fault (uh uh), If the roof is on it's an electrical fault (woo), Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it Like Friday night footy, in my [I can hide], I get live on the son, [like pace one], Lads, if heading to the bar grab [your mates one], Ladies come chill, [come with me honey], I got half a mill in [monopoly money], There's no stopping me honey, so you can my hand], We can lay on the and count [grains of sand], Or take a plane to Japan, and [saki with mafia], Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with A dinner date, followed by a funk (oww), We'll rip off (woo) our tops and around in the front row.
You know, I around, the faces 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.
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 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 fell in with the people in the front row.