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Whipper Snapper
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Yeah, Wombat Turn out that light before you come in You wanna be wasting [?] for the sake of show? Let them be To hell with your figures! The proof is in the bills I had to pay! R-r-racks don't mean a thing to you, do they? What you want to believe - that is the only truth So what? Makin' a change, ay Get the slayers, I'll aim for the target Layin' in darkness, blazin' away, I'm the laziest artist Pavin' my way, crazy insane with the faith of a b*st*rd Ain't gonna mask it, claiming I'm fake, you create the mirages I'm cravin' the fame, mate, you can say I'll be praised and regarded The greatest of plays, savin' the game and I'll stay to restart it Slavin' away, bakin' my brain 'til I lay in the casket Or flames [?], 'til the day they crematin' my carca** I carked it! Just know thats's total devotion Yo, the moment's approachin' I won't let go 'cause I'm focused, [?] The flow with focal emotion, and loads of pose in my lotion Get frozen, low [?] I'm sure my foes'll be chokin' So f**kin' enemy! My friends are eggin' me, only pressure is set eventually But I will never leave 'til I reckon I've left a legacy So when I rest in peace and my records are resurrectin' me So the f**k you know about me, huh? (Nothin'!) So why you soundin' like a mouthy c**t? I'm shoutin' that I'm proud to be surrounded by a rowdy bunch I love the people doubtin' Ain't no crowd'll get as loud as us! So the f**k you know about me, huh? (Nothin'!) So why you soundin' like a mouthy c**t? I'm shoutin' that I'm proud to be surrounded by a rowdy bunch I love the people doubtin' Ain't no crowd'll get as loud as us! F**k! Bet I'm still that frikkin' whipper snapper So when I rip a track, I'm flippin like I've hit the flacka Spittin' on them sh*tty rappers, sick of all their chitter-chatter B*t*hin' that their victims but just hit 'em if they bicker at'cha Stick 'em then I'll lick the dagger Nah, I distort the facts, talkin' smack But they might applaud, because it's all an act Forced to clap, I got bored of rap But not recordin' tracks But fought for that, though I be movin' forwards as they walkin' back That's more than facts Plus I [?] the weed 'til I look higher The kush lighter Smokin' trees like a bushfire And I'm seedy as ever, as is evident Make a diss, and I reckon That I'll take a p*ss on your remenants Make your sh*t, it's irrellevant I ain't seekin' a beem of light, in need of Jesus Christ I'm a demon leadin' a secret life Sleep at night When you see me bleedin' from either eye Just know I'm free to fly 'Cause the reaper's greedy, I need to die So the f**k you know about me, huh? (Nothin'!) So why you soundin' like a mouthy c**t? I'm shoutin' that I'm proud to be surrounded by a rowdy bunch I love the people doubtin' Ain't no crowd'll get as loud as us! So the f**k you know about me, huh? (Nothin'!) So why you soundin' like a mouthy c**t? I'm shoutin' that I'm proud to be surrounded by a rowdy bunch I love the people doubtin' Ain't no crowd'll get as loud as us! So the f**k you know about me, huh? So the f**k you know about me, huh? What the f**k you know about me, huh? What the f**k you know about me...
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