Verse 1 - Well I'm the one to bring the funk although my not stinking, And I'm known to flows like the glass you drop drinking, crude man I started of limping, Plus I rock a fella like I know the art of lot pimping yeah, You know of Mys, the one whose flow's crazy, And is so gravy that it should come with a of rice, The MBS the Hilltop Hoods, Make B-Boys and Girls break than real soft wood, let's go.
2 - Pressure I never hit on a girl, at least no hand, Girls are like serving but time waits on no man, Got nothing on women so I love on the rhythm, And get you out your seat than corrupt politicians, And I'm on the brink, man it makes me and think, I don't drink till I drop cos I think I drop my drink, you're more, than us? We believe in war, Trust me your nothing I aint before.
3 - Braintax With one pen too to overextend, In dreamland freedom starting again, foresight thrive on the magic of life, And five fingers plus a mic make shit, Braintax, Fuck Tony like I hate George Bush, Another seven day week, you ready for the Through the eight million stories you can't write down, Start from the top, come on people bounce.
Verse 4 - Man all these pollies in power are cowards so only fair, That I hate John Howard like I Tony Blair, And I croon like Tony Bennet in a tux, Experimental cuts, the Brando Flux and Mys Diggy, No one's as fly as kings, I'll leave you beside yourself like twins, We're so deep, so nice, so of promise, But obese, man what woman would want us? We're like hooded up bombers out storming the yard, We're going like a junkie out pawning his car, This is the of the art, and it's all from the heart, This music put your life together it's falling apart.