[Verse 1]
We teach the kids how to build it for themselves
Like, Duplo, Lego, Meccano
Start a family business - Tony Soprano
Shifting different cargo, climbing Kilimanjaro
This is cla**ic beauty b**hes - Brigitte Bardot
We live and die by the barcode
It's like life's a competition to see who can be the biggest arsehole
Used to drive around with a car, load of wax
They talk all about the hab but they don't know the facts
We broke our backs to promote our tracks
Took all the promoters stacks
Now we older cats, we go back like Golden Axe
Rise from my grave with the pad and pen
We travelled all over the map and then back again
Bag a pen, buddha, bluster, Blue Rizzla
More punk than an '82 glue-sniffer
Blacked out on the Crete kung-fu ninja
I paint the Art of War – Sun Tsu scripture
A brand new picture
[Hook]
I'm just a customer who talk like a salesman
Mr. Sugarman have you got the cure for my ailment
The grade turn-me-upside-down Australian
I'm taking liquor bottle shots to the cranium
[Verse 2]
To the beat of my own drum I'm marching bruv
So come and have a go, if you think that you're hard enough
Ten tonne elephant weight
We weighed in waist deep in the sewage of waste
We thick skin, so underground
f** it I'm proud!
Without compromise
But any opportunity knocking is getting optimised
Who are you to knock it you're all hype
You ain't really beefing, more like bean burgers and small fries
You fool guys pulling stunts for a little fame
Got a little name, put your portrait in the picture frame
Self-glorification
When you ain't f**ing with nothing that's abstinence from all forms of fornication
We can make anything happen, it just takes a little orchestration
Determination, coordination
Organisation in this confusion
Extinction to gender or revolution? you choosin!
[Hook]
[Outro]
Daffy Daffy Doo in the house
Eat 17 in the house
Project Mooncircle
What up G?
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Brimstone, Brimstone
Big Rome
[I feel so bad, I feel so bad]