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For my people in the (front)
In the Section (section)

This is for the heads loving the mix,
My people in the front, all in spit,
in the box (uh), Suffa 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 with us, down in the front entrance (if it's your flavour),
Your flavour, come get with us,(wooooo!)
life turned out nothing like
I had planned, (why not?)
By now I had some land,
Some money in my hand, round about grand,
But I got (nothin), I write rhymes on the bus,
I keep suffering (sufferin); fuck the of the dust,
You keep sniffing, shit is for the punk hoes (wooaah!),
This is for my bros, my people in the front row.

You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)
You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love the people in the front row,
(ho how)

I got taste buds,
I wanna hear that bass I make love,
I wanna hear some lyrics when I up,
Write rhymes to get me a break up, bitch!
whisky straight, no chaser,
Went fifty breaks, no flavour,
Till I found this one, and the,
Bass with the drum, my saviour,
This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp a thumbtack,
It's so tight James is saying my funk back,
One track, track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band that we claim with the digital,
Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to me,
Throw hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi,
And move to the funk flow, you stepping? Are you drunk
is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row.

You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)
You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)

don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the front row, all in beer,
And club owners say 'the place is wrecked it's your fault',(uh huh)
If the is on fire it's an electrical fault,
Man I bet you all bolt, I bring it live
Like night footy, in my hoody can hide I,
live on the breaks son, like pace one,
Lads, if you're heading to the bar grab mates one,
Ladies come chill, come rock me honey,
I got like a mill in monopoly money,
There's no stopping me honey, so you can my hand,
We can lay on the beach and grains of sand,
Or take a plane to Japan, and drink saki mafia,
Fly to Libya for some with Gaddafi a
Dinner date, followed by a show,
We'll rip off our tops and around in the front row.

You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)
You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)

me here, and I'm all yours, It's not for the money
and not for the applause, no
Oh no no nooo (Its for the Section)

You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I fell in love with the in the front row,
(ho how)
You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)
You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)
(till fade)