[Intro:]
Good night my friend
The silence coming down on me
The things you said, the words you said were not for me
And the road that I have to run (is so long)
Have no time to hang around (now so long)
[Verse 1: Sesta]
Find me around the last house from the left in the car
With a dark figure cigar and hard liquor
Harpinture bar spitter
You ain't up to par with this hard hitting [?]
Just after chart remains the bar you case
That can't remain with half these names
Park your fame in corner of the street
You're looking like your b**h period late
Nice behaviour, duck tape and taser
My flavour, laughing at the d**hs in the pavement
You saviour, role model, creacher, teacher
Send the motherf**ers to ether
I'm feeling like f** this, f** that, f** him, f** her
f** the beats, of course, f** the world, hey
I've got a binge slap for everyone who want it
And this is the pure product
[Hook:]
We the reason you quit, we the reason you spit
We the reason you ain't worth sh**
Can't believe the thought or fact the oars
Are back, we the reason MC's leave peaceful
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (cos you ain't sh**)
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (your crew ain't sh**)
(Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't)
(Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**)
[Verse 2: Trials]
My p**n slam, your f**ing face of your fan
Like, give up that walkman, now walk man
Now you half-stepping in a mine field
Full of white rappers and past efforts of veterans ideals
There's no hiding, the odds of surviving
A drunk drive [?] with five c*nts piled in
Spin, hit the island, bright lights [?]
To ward the hospital ward where they lay silent
Bright lights [?] to ward their lord
Driver escapes unscaved and walks from core
I'm from the place where they expect me to be an
Accessory to a [?] fashion accessory but f** it
I'ma go against the [?], you know the name
I'm the picture of health stuck inside a broken frame
A funkoar, [?] binge
Drinking on my buck's night, sticking b**hes with my ring finger
[Hook:]
We the reason you quit, we the reason you spit
We the reason you ain't worth sh**
Can't believe the thought or fact the oars
Are back, we the reason MC's leave peaceful
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (cos you ain't sh**)
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (your crew ain't sh**)
(Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't)
(Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**)
[Verse 3: Hons]
We lost a battle, [?] in a dark alley
Looked into the eyes of d**h through a blood stained bally
I hacked the [?] until the hatchet turns red
I won't let you die, I'll show you things worse than d**h
Eyes picked at the [?], take out the two limbs
Til the ligaments [?] the back like loose shoe strings
And this is how we do things on a blood stained paper
This ain't Wes Craven, I'm the right hand of Satan
This ain't the mainstream, this some dirty [?]
On top of the food chain, crowned the kings of this rap world
I think that ain't true, that's some funny sh**
I only rock shows to find a pretty b**h to bump [?] with
On some scummy sh**, brush the crumb from the shoulder
[?] I could paint your girl's body like a whole car
Get them hands up, like David Blaine made them levitate
And make some noise for the 'Oars, Australian hip hop heavyweights
[Hook:]
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (cos you ain't sh**)
We the reason, we the reason
We the reason (your crew ain't sh**)
(Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't)
(Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**)