[Chorus] {#1}
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My Style is the craziest
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Hilltop
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That style is the craziest
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Suffa you know your rhymes amaze me just
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Get on the mic
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Let's show em' who'se craziest
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[Verse 1]
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(Suffa)
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This be the Suffa MC enhancing the track
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I treat the mic like a show girl, romancing her lap
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So when it's time for tips don't forget my rhyming tricks
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So live it's on the starlist cause I got the vinyl licks
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Ya spine'll rip open and I'll make your mind eclips
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Independant, giving major labels minor fits
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I'mma rip, polyflip and give MC's them seizures
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Your dropping like the Doller in Indonesia, I see ya
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And it's your fate I see, it's like a two dollar hooker with HIV
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You wanna step and be friendly? I'll rip your style apart
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You'll end up like Kenny from Southpark
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So just try to fade me, just try to fade me just, try to fade me kid
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We're the craziest, I've seen uppers and I was like "shit he sucked"
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Bring the stress to ya chest like a rookie getting titty fucked
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This kid errupts from the hills, I guess he got skills so
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MC's are getting treated like a dyke with a dildo
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It feels so, good you'll moan like Tabatha Cash
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As Next scratch this vinal like the record had a rash
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Like cash I'm errupting, styles have you suffering
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The air that you suck has your lungs rupturing
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Suffa bring invincability, ya cant hurt me jerk
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Just pass a cold one cause it seems thirsty work
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It's like
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[Chorus] {#2}
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My Style is the craziest
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Hilltop
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That style is the craziest
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Pressure you know your rhymes amaze me just
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Get on the mic
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Let's show em' who'se craziest
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[Verse 2]
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(Pressure)
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Now this be the capital pressure, from Hilltop these MC's flex
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Deeper then the bonet proof next to the MC says
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The Hoods release text
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I bet that you'll release threats for the next to sweat
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Now please let ya mind follow me like a preist to his panthem
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The anthem, if they left standing then I hand them
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The tool of my trade reflects the trade of my tool
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I cool in the shade now suffa take em' to school
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But it's cool, MC's are made to be broken like rules
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I take my chance and either walk away a king or a fool
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The waters deep my friend, you cant wait your turn so
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They choose to burn boats then Turncoat like Cherral Kerno
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They'll learn though, as time takes it's course my rhyme breaks the force
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Of ya spine to make ya toss, so convulsive, so repulsive until your mind is numb
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Now just stop your encroaching by, your time has come
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Now I'm the one, but to tango it takes two
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Cos MC's be talkin' hard times but to me it's easy
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I ran through life's lessons, tript on, survived destines
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To shoot my fate, could ecumulate my mic lessons
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But I didn't
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I made what I got from just spittin and persistance
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I got to nurse a baby, whats the differnce
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A little patience and let time be, we go through situations
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Lessons full of life's vibrations
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[Chorus] {#3}
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My Style is the craziest
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Hilltop
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That style is the craziest
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Next you know you cuts amaze me just
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Get on the decks;
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Show em' who'se craziest
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The Anthem
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| Hilltop Hoods |
