Vents - Diligent Music lyrics

[Planet Asia] Pegz what up! You all know who it is man Yeah, it's Planet Asia medallios [Verse 1: Planet Asia] Titanium tanks, potrown shots Iranian shanks, platinum plates Ate to the face off grapes Eat off cake Digging in the crate, spitting in your face sh**ting on your tape, fit this on my waste - let's motivate See me in a soldier state, hardcore, hard body sh** Flow that's obviously the most worthy to politicing If this was college I'd be riding on a full scholarship n***a's acknowledge this, I'm more hotter than hollow tips Forever on some rival sh**, b**hes swallow dick From herb rats to model chicks, crack babies to cosmic kids I start writing once I feel the buzz And if you was high as me then you'd know how real this was [Chorus] {First part by Pegz, second part by Planet Asia and vice-versa} It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Gold Chain Music It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like [Verse 2: Vents] Vents in the pects, it better be loud I rhyme mentally foul Facts is hard to swallow like Pedigree Powell You mad but everytime I'm in it You get a feeling I'm a blood and my style compressed to three minutes Or you can feel it like a kick in the nuts Or losing your loved one, the lumps up in the guts So ya, selling the d** right up in your house Come home, me took the television set and the couch My flows have got a definent bounce, to get your head banging like satiricon Vegabons sing along Mat-o-fact bring it on We could get it on like Lebanon 'til we both dead and gone Put the record on blast and let yourself free Cos tomorrow keeps swelling in the past There ain't nothing like diligent music Your favourite record bro, guess who produced it [Chorus] It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Gold Chain Music It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Gold Chain Music [Verse 3: Pegz] From the streets of Adelaide to St. Kilda Puram Loved by mothers, respected by villinous gangs Feared by bigotted cats and ignorant trash Like leaders of a right-wing political branch We resonate through inidiginous camps to the bedrooms of working-cla** Kids from the flats Without the layered effects or filtering facts We're all children of the same lost immigrants fam Don't let the media deliver the plan Subliminal brain waves got you swinging a flag Six o'clock got you feeling with angst Ten-thirty's like "sweet dreams honey", who k**ed the romance? Pegz and Planet Asia fill the expanse Chemically saturate your compillary glan Bringing it back, lyrically fulfilling the fans Like hip hop's number one diligent man, it goes [Chorus] It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Gold Chain Music It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Gold Chain Music It ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like, it ain't nothing like Diligent Music! [Planet Asia] It's how we do this man, MC 93706 Australia stand up "While you're getting high"...