For my in the front In the section
This is for the that's loving the mix, My people in the front all in spit, in the box, (oww) suffer to pitch (what?), Hilltop all up in this bitch.
And we the funk [leaders], punks you [beat 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) flavour come 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 (nothing), I rhymes on the bus, I keep (suffering), fuck the lines of the dust, You keep sniffing, shit is for the [punk hoes], This shit is for my bros (woo), my people in the row.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row. You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I fell in love with the in the front row.
it out I got taste buds], I hear that [bass when I make love], I wanna hear some [lyrics I wake up], rhymes to [get me through a break up]' Bitch!
Like my straight, [no chaser], Went through breaks, [no flavour], Till I found one, [and made the], Bass hook the drum, [my savior],
This is the comeback, tongue sharp like a thumbtack, It's so tight James is give my funk back!, One track, track, gave that residual Noise, man fuck that, we clean the digital, I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me, Throw your hands in the air like hailing a taxi, And move to the funk flow, you 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 in the front row. You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row.
don't 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 is on fire it's 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 live on the breaks son, pace one], Lads, if youre heading to the bar [your mates one], Ladies come chill, [come rock me honey], I got like half a mill in money], no stopping me honey, so you can [take my hand], We can lay on the beach and count of sand], Or take a plane to Japan, and [saki with mafia], Fly to for some Bacardi with [Gadafi] A dinner date, by a funk show (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 with the people in the front row. You know, I around, the faces 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
It's for the section.
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 in love with the people in the front row.