[Drapht:]
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Oi Daz, do you think what I'm thinking?
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I think that they're thinking that we care about what they think
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But don't you think that their thinking about all this thinking a little too much?
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Fuckin hell, alright
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This going out to all you tough motherfuckers
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[Dazastah:]
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Check. D-r and Pegz will hang you high from a clothesline
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Strip the sheep of wolves clothing with a dope rhyme
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Head first, I'll throw you into my walls of passion
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And still you fucking eggheads wouldn't know what's cracking
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Stirring the pot, I scramble your brain for breakfast
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SBX kid, the fathers of some next shit
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Gotta dark iron flow like a pint of Guinness
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Fuck Steve Irwin - I'm notable like the Indiginous
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I never let you take my style out
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Sick, fluent and loud like I worked out a way to make my bomb shout
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Spit versatile on topics in life's list
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While you scene jocks only battle emcees that don't exist
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Fuck a hip hop scene, I make music for your mind
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And turn bandwagon jumpers into followers for life
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And on that note, I'm signing off on this tip
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Woody Woodpecker was all about your bitch
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[Chorus: Drapht]
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Yah think ya shit don't stink? Ya better think twice
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All I see is soft pussies like a pair of pink tights
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Ya think I shouldn't sing and just bring it to em raw?
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But I'm bored of the wars and the way that you record
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Yah think you're in a struggle, thinking that you're hungry
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You live in paradise, not a third world country
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You think you're the shit, yeah you're better than the rest?
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YOU DON'T WANNA RISK DEATH
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[Verse 2: Drapht]
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In the heat of the moment D-r's known for getting malicious
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My fucking issues in a penthouse, still I'm staying ambitious
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So I won't be washing dishes (nah), won't be working for peanuts
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Who's sposed to be dumped in trunks quicker than a mobsters cleanup
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A pre-nup agreement when I'm reaming this rap scene
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The pack's been infected and I'm leaving no vaccine
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The cat's been, let out of the bag on you
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Watched the rats run, so every doubt I had is true
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Got gratitude for many, anyone in my vicinity
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Battered and bruised egos wanted to fucking finish me
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Who? I should've knew that you would scoop to the lowest path
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Fucking animals treating this scene like it's Noah's Ark
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Know your heart's in the wrong place
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There's enough room for tough crews and hippies that are rhyming about mushrooms
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Don't even start if you're thinking you will bust through
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Obese and SBX, killing this? I fucking must do
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Pegz]
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9 to 5, works monotony
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Tryna survive and serve the economy
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Obese Creeew - burn methodically
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Terminology experts learn it properly
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Pegz and Drapht inspire passionate people
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Live from the motherfucking Axis of Evil
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Where fascists are people in this War Against Terror
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How many gotta die for George's vendetta?
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Born September, the Devil's advocate
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Fear campaigns and mental arrogance
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Our governments sold out, nothing's sacrilege
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Except the Catholic Church and corporate affluence
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Worse than liver disease, addiction to speed
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Powers like smack for the rich and elite
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[Drapht:]
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We nurse the illest emcees with this diction we breed
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Untraceable tracks from west to the EAST.
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[DJ Selekt on the decks:]
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"Possibly, you might try stopping me"
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"Well obviously boy, you ain't thinking properly"
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"Possibly, you might try stopping me"
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"My philosophy is to keep this shit poppin"
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[Chorus]
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Yah Think
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| Drapht |
