Lyrics

[Intro: Bigfoot & Brad Strut] Yeah, gather 'round, gather 'round Listen up Now perk your ears up We're 'bout to get busy on this Street shit [Verse 1: Brad Strut] I wanna slip my dick in Jana Pittman (do it, bitch) And watch her lips sync to Sex Fiend (I need a sex fiend!) in my kitchen No shittin', I got flows patent, it's so blatant I throw weight in and rappin' is my vocation (this is my job) I'm home, [?] shockers, I know pill poppers (yo, yo, pass it here) Who live for the night, my shit's nice as ill knockers (let me see your tits) And small waist, nice thighs and appetisers My ball wait, screamin', "Oh, God", and then I baptise her The whack slicer, heavy hits and knife motions Relax, tiger, many spits and live quotin' The mic's open? Well, I'm about to shut shop (shut it down) This cunt's hot as sex workers trickin' in Bangkok You're rank, lost in a field of shit vocals You say you take the world by storm, you wish, local Some bitch hopeful's neat reality check You're speakin' no skills bleedin' fallacy bread, so fuck you [Post-Verse: Bigfoot & Brad Strut] Yeah, fuck you Fuck all these other cunts in the cypher (suckers) Bunch a bullshit geeks standin' around (fuckin' geeks) Shut the fuck up, learn how to rap, you geeks Give that mic here, Bigfoot, [?] (Bigfoot) [Verse 2: Bigfoot] Tell me why your rappin's somethin' bad's inclined to happen Your style in fashion lookin' like you're Guy Sebastian But your rhymes are lackin', so it's time for action I'ma storm the stage, spot your mics and snatch 'em Bigfoot's a straight spitter I raise the bar, make noise, put it down and get on paws like a weightlifter You could have twenty mates with ya I'll leave you chokin' on the mic like you're sippin' straight paint stripper And make your women yell for me, they're hell horny I'll have that pussy locked down like Schapelle Corby You're rappin' poorly sayin' you'll battle but I heard your CD, that shit was soft in the saddle club Plus, when Strut busts these murderous metaphors Your flow'll run dry like old women with menopause (eugh) But we never pause, the flows keep comin' Runnin' through your whole crew like Bain Marie beef curry [Commentary: Bigfoot] Ay, what's up? This is Bigfoot I'm chillin' here with Tornts Brad Strut and the Lyrical Commission You're listenin' to the Legendary Official Mixtape, Peruvian Unkut