feat. Ciecmate, Dazastah, Rest in peace to the innocent who were shot in the back Running the military, Junta hot on their tracks For the love that why their uncle packs a bomb in their What the fuck, do the same with no options in hand So stop the wack raps you illiterate stale horse shit, you just a piss in the force winds Battling me I have to start busting for you I'm like a suspect package, I got nothing to Fuck it, I'll serve you straight from the And kill your fly shit like Norman Bates with a Listen. I'm deaf and to your fallacy war Like a mine child victim all bandaged and sore and break you down until your spirit is vanquished like ownership does to indigenous factions It's more than black and white, like racism Cos the face of hate appears when you the mirror This more people starving to eat Cos food for is running short in this marketed scene It's hard to believe you feel like smashing the mirror But Charlie Chimp pick you up like an angry gorilla
I'm back in that pattern... I sit up late with a spliff and wait for the to happen Just for rapping wack you're a slappin I'll put you under pressure a pilot with cracks in his cabin Have another shot, see if you can take this I'ma play strategically and take you got Ciecmate! over, now you know the deal Here with my bro's and we're pro's in our fields tall like a wall to wall, public letter blockbuster Got a lust for life, plus a lot of for those I trust with my life I'ma live my life I like on any given night and anything else 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 limited I've gotta make payments and for everyone, everyday the same shit Big wants us all to put it in a statement But built on lies like the Bush administration The media be ya and we just believe it huh? Behind the curtain men are getting We need to peel the curtain back and em bad And then spread the wealth to all those who've been getting held down Can I get some now? Or can I get a hell yeah? I'm saying this for welfare
"... now, may these MC's in peace"
"Rest in peace" "may these rest in peace Because when I come to town, the population decrease" --> Big Kane
in peace, two thousand and six shit changes quickly Def to all man so I'm in lip read Pick me like a picking a pocket 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 fuck Singing Waltzing with my rucksack Cut back on the ego, leave rap to the Rip you than teeth wrapped around a T-bone See know speech insightful Solid gold heat Hussein's rifle I'm spiteful, only loyal if like that Starve man's friend, he's gonna bite back What, it's just the way it is Dig your grave like letting Michael J. play with your I can't live in this full of rock heads Finding a good one like finding the Ness Monster, and not Scott But for my team and known what I got When it's my shot, take it never look Or ever make it, dedicated to my a known gladiator Yeah your favourite, I run wind Pauly Poltergeist and the Brothers Grimm, you know me
Rest in peace bottom feeders, the of the earth Proof God doesn't need us, from fetus to First. my mums plan me, so meet plan b The worker bee, Ron Burgendy where the be Quite a big deal, 90 something Aim for the best but got Shaq at the free Overweight. Shit I can't hold a job but I can a steak wash it down with a of brown bottles made it for snake charmers The bass bang than face planting in chain armour Heavy metal, hammers banging the over In my headspace, until dead weight Until the next day, return of the Sun up to sun down, of the red eye Dr Jekyl, Mr me on on the beat be the recipe for rest in peace