feat. Ciecmate, Dazastah, Rest in peace to the children who were shot in the back Running the military, Junta hot on their tracks For the love that why uncle packs a bomb in their bags the fuck, you'd do the same with no options in hand So with the wack raps you illiterate stale shit, you just a piss in the gale force winds Battling me like I have to start for you I'm like a suspect package, I got to prove Fuck it, I'll serve you straight from the And kill your fly shit like Norman with a pigeon Listen. I'm deaf and to your fallacy war Like a land mine child victim all and sore Damage and break you down until your is vanquished traditional ownership does to indigenous factions It's more than just black and white, like Cos the face of hate appears when you the mirror This than people starving to eat Cos food for thought is running short in this marketed It's hard to believe when you feel smashing the mirror But Charlie Chimp pick you up like an angry gorilla
I'm back in that pattern... I sit up late a spliff and wait for the magic to happen Just for rapping wack catchin a slappin I'll put you pressure like a pilot with cracks in his cabin Have another shot, see if you can this spot I'ma strategically and take everything you got Ciecmate! Game over, now you the deal with my bro's and we're pro's in our chosen fields Standing tall like a wall to wall, public blockbuster Got a lust for life, plus a lot of love for those I trust my life I'ma live my life like I like on any given night and anything isn't right Time's ticking by, time's making changes, time's turning friends strangers I'm trying to find what the aim is, but time's I've gotta make payments and for everyone, it's the same shit Big wants us all to put it in a statement But built on lies like the Bush administration The media be feeding ya and we just believe it Behind the curtain men are getting We need to peel the curtain and hurt em bad And then spread the wealth to all those who've been getting held down Can I get some help now? Or can I get a hell I'm this for everybody's welfare
"... now, may MC's rest in peace"
"Rest in peace" "may these MC's in peace Because when I come to town, the population decrease" --> Big Daddy
Rest in peace, two thousand and six shit changes Def to all man so I'm in lip read Pick me like a gypsy picking a Depict me like David Hicks holding rocket A mix breed of Scottish and a day Australia's but Mundine treats us like an alien, no Man that Singing Matilda with my rucksack Cut back on the ego, leave rap to the Rip you quicker than teeth wrapped around a See know evil speech Solid gold heat Hussein's rifle I'm spiteful, only loyal if like that Starve man's best friend, gonna bite back What, it's the way that it is Dig your grave like Michael J. play with your kids I live in this world full of rock heads Finding a good one like finding the Loch Monster, and not Kody But down for my team and known I got When it's my shot, it never look back Or ever make it, to my fate a known gladiator Yeah your favourite, I run wind Pauly Poltergeist and the Brothers Grimm, you know me
in peace bottom feeders, the scourge of the earth Proof God doesn't need us, fetus to birth First. my didn't plan me, so meet plan b The bee, Ron Burgendy where the pants be a big deal, 90 something kilo Aim for the but got Shaq at the free throw Overweight. Shit I can't a job but I can hold a steak wash it down with a bunch of brown Plutonic made it for charmers The bass harder than face planting in chain armour Heavy metal, hammers the hang over In my headspace, until it's weight the next day, return of the Jedi Sun up to sun down, of the red eye Dr Jekyl, Mr Mean me on on the beat be the for rest in peace