Record Biz [Official Mixtape, Vol. 1]

Lyrics

[Commentary: Trials] Shit, son [Chorus: Flak & Flee] All you foolish bravado, what the fuck's some proof Against some Aussie rap legends with too much to lose? It's up to yous, if you wanna step to this 'Cause today could be your last in the record biz [Verse 1: Flak & Flee] Listen real close, I'm a ruler, not a bitch When I'm on the mic, I won't talk a lot a shit I'ma force your mob to quit 'cause I've raised the bar I'm ten strokes under while they play for par Like [?], I put Lynx on the cock Don't care about the riches, respect's what I want So expect that I'll stomp any amateur MC And any clan that's against me gets hammered immеnsely Left shatterеd and empty while my verbal session They'll prob'ly quit rappin' and turn to western Have they learned their lesson? Nah, fuck, they're still frontin' I could take their lives and not even feel nothin' I've gotta reveal somethin' like [?] They sold out while my Certified family rule Come battle me, cool, I'm composed like [?] And I'm more than ready for all your best shots So suck my headjobs from a bitch with braces And your fan club same, major, mix the greatest 'Cause what I spit's the latest and that worked me up Like kickin' sand in the face of a surfy slut I'ma serve these fucks and promote the hills As the number one place, flippin' vocal skills As the focus builds a new haven a hip-hop I'll murder any faggot who's claimin' they're this hot [Chorus: Flak & Flee] All you foolish bravado, what the fuck's some proof Against some Aussie rap legends with too much to lose? It's up to yous, if you wanna step to this 'Cause today could be your last in the record biz All you foolish bravado, what the fuck's some proof Against some Aussie rap legends with too much to lose? It's up to yous, if you wanna step to this 'Cause today could be your last in the record biz [Verse 2: Flee] Back again, with a bang, dingo lyrical slang Cross Bred Mongrels, Certified, 73A Gang Red hens and end to ends, where our story begins With hangouts and [?] friends when we're comin' 'round bends Graduated to the mic as it was all in my blood Like copiers, barbecues, pullin' chicks and smokin' bud Our situation has arisen, someone's throwin' some mud So I can't control my temper, comin' hard with a thud See? Fall soft like a feather, mate, it wasn't too clever To get Flee, DJ Debris and Fatface back together How'd you get the audacity to comment a diss? Now I'm mad as a cut snake and I'm startin' ta hiss You've just woken the sleeping giants of this hip-hop game So just stick to your R&B or you'll be feelin' my pain Never bark, we always bite, these mongrels prowl at night We roam in packs and fight weak cunts, it's my delight To keep these raps comin' through, my shit might trouble you Your style's [?], I'm BMW Critics, you bring it onto me, what the fuck is wrong with me? I'm kickin' first class and you're still runnin' economy Keep my head down, pushin' pen to the paper To the [?], I gotta hate ya Try not to get upset 'cause it's all in my nature Authentic Aussie B-boy rockin' rhymes for all Australia [Chorus: Flak & Flee] All you foolish bravado, what the fuck's some proof Against some Aussie rap legends with too much to lose? It's up to yous, if you wanna step to this 'Cause today could be your last in the record biz All you foolish bravado, what the fuck's some proof Against some Aussie rap legends with too much to lose? It's up to yous, if you wanna step to this 'Cause today could be your last in the record biz