[Intro]
It must be your skin I'm sinking in
It must be for real 'cause now I can feel
And I didn't mind
It's not my kind
It's not my time to wonder why
Everything's gone white
And everything's grey
Now you're here now you're away
I don't want this
Remember that
I'll never forget where you're at
[Verse]
f**'s happening? Yeah it's been a minute
Topping ARIA charts, I don't need to win it
Jump up fresh c*nt you be missing me
Kers one still saying f** the industry
Rocking up to my gigs with a pitch-fork
On the stage yelling wheres Tracy Grimshaw
Same Kers who had the youth in a frenzy
And send every c*nt crazy in their twenties
Once again c*nt I'm hitting the road
Get ya missus on stage and put my dick in her throat
Theres the lines that they rip and shred up
It's deadset six can you picture seven?
Here we go kick it off in Melbourne
They love me there I'm the kid they yelling
From the crowd and their eyes are wide
Then their looking at mine, mine are twice the size (sh**)
V.I.C I love the c*nts first week of march got a bunch of buds
Drop to the airport and I'm rollin spliffs
c*nts see me, they're like holy sh**
Then I'm up to the Q.L.D
I'm a sick c*nt true, well you tell me
Bris they are hoping for me
They want a feature like their something on a poky machine
Another year with the Brissy vibe
Throwing eccys' to the crowd to get ya missus high
That's right girls ya getting frisky right
And don't blame me if the b**hes die (sh**)
March 17th and I'm back to home
Talkin' in code coz they tapped my phone
Sydney city I'm a f**ing king
Its ABK still the c*nts to win
Next day gotta head down to Tas too
In a boat on the wharf coz tha racks too
Sensitive for the sniffer dogs
So we going over waves and we sniff the lot (sh**)
Rockin' up to the shows in a mac truck
Titties [?] from the skinnys to the fat s*uts
And we back to Fowlers man
Crash a plane into the place like their towers damn
Hopped out not a scratch I'm okay dude
If you're giving me spliff better make 2
Adelaide yeah you know whats next
I'm gonna talk about ya d** buds weed and sesh yes
Thats right from the east to west
And i ain't' gonna lie ya weeds still the best
I walk around like I'm in a maze
With my chainsaw on so they clear the way aye
Chop the arm of a c*nt in a front row
Hangin' off the other arm of a dumb hoe
Now they try to cut my tour down to one show
Never mind off to Perth last time bro
Step on stage and I'm drunk with my shades on
No triple j because i never play a gay song
Jump out to the crowd they won't let go
Can ya blame them its the Kers I'm the best bro
Perth city always show me love
Search Perth titties with my bo*er tucked
Security scared because i own the club
Then I'm yellin' to the crowd f**in' show me d**
Never ever change always stay the same
Came along way never changed from fame
10 years ago on a train with rates
Now I'm rack f**ed up on a stage with jay
f** backstage playin' the harmonica
I'm a fat c*nt next to the veronicas
Throw a b**h by the head to the mosh-pit
Wait once again now go get ya tickets now from Austix
We're ahead now let me get back on the right track
I'm so fresh the word fresh won't deny that
I'm the man and this is where ya prize at
Diss myself I'm the only one that fights back
Still the king still cruising bro
Till i bruise a nose and f**in' Ruby-Rose
Probably get sued when i drop this sh**
And tell the judge f** you, you can s** my dick
Gotta be my best bet leavin' you on d**h rest
Turn you to a red head wait another d**h threat?
Can't be because I'm heading to the next step
Ima' see ya at the gigs, deadset
[outro]
Yeah
I guess ill see ya there
We gone party
Lifes good
Yeah