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[Chorus: Damo] …white face in the bright moon [Verse 1: Conseps] Pants hangin' 'round my arse, skid marks on my jocks We broke the fuckin' ice, now we back in South Oz You prob'ly think I'm full o' shit and act like a knob I'll pay my bills, hold a job, then write myself off Smoke your skunk, roll 'em up, get you drunk and let it loose I dribble shit, piss in parks and act like a goose The truth is, I'm hard to read, last to come, first to leave Yes, indeed, just be careful where you part your sea [Verse 2: Patti] We dropped on the floor Drunk up, passed out, woke up, broke down the door Yeah, we broke them laws, we an uncontrollable cause We're the umbilical brothers, the cutter's cuttin' the cords We rough, rugged and off the road Buggered and lost control, rollin' a bus load o' friendly foes You hitchhikin' last night is an unsolved mystery Enough to give the judges an epiphany [Verse 3: Conseps] We burnin' down ya town, so call in the fireman I'll hit you out the park laughin', runnin' 'round the diamond I've been rhymin' for five years, drinkin' the hard shit You're sippin' on light beers, now you're acting retarded We get started on the lager, then switch to somethin' harder And then I'll ask ya how the bloody hell are ya I'm here for a short trip, but I ain't bought shit So shout Conseps and Patti 'cause that's some raw shit [Verse 4: Patti] Drunk Pat got a few rhymes that you minds In they lives, and they lies, exaggerating false crimes And most times, I think it's funny, 50 Cent isn't money A two pack's one third o' six stubbies And we all sit, we smoke, and joke, we blokes Argue just to see who's gonna tip the boat, and so You need a cigarette or somethin' more serious? This hip-hop tonic, I'm on it, you wanna hear this [Commentary: Trials, Conseps & Beats] Yes, while you're relaxin' to the cut with the ill shit on your stereo You gotta keep ya ear to the ground like you in the ends for the Ice Breaker Featurin' the motherfuckin' Friendoars, you know how we do Motherfuckers say we got no etiquette, psst [?] Hell raisin' shit Featurin' the rest o' the Adroit Effusive scumbag lineup Yeah, yeah, this is Conseps, Adroit Effusive, big ups to the Battlehoggs You're listenin' to DJ Sum1 and DJ Kansel killin' the cut Mixtape shit hosted by Trigga the Hutt Yo, wassup? This is Beats, Adroit Effusive type redhead fat fuck You're listenin' to DJ Kansel, DJ Sum1, Battlehoggs, baby Hosted by Mister fuckin' Trials Go out there and cop that shit or I'll cut ya fuckin' legs off from the kneecaps, bitch
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- Conseps
- Patti [AUS]