Beyond Average

Lyrics

[Hook: J-Red scratching 7L & Esoteric sample] "Rap styles beyond average" [Verse 1: Bob Balans] I don't claim to know all But I take it slow like pain and make vocals so they remain a close call Or get post-traumatic shock Don't complain, get yourself up, fuck an alarm clock! I'm here to wake ya! 'Cause out of us, you'd be the faker Your girl says she wants me now — to you, it's "See ya later!" If this was graff, I'd be top-to-bottom whole cars And you'd be a toy's first tag on his folder You sucker! If this was [?] dancin', you'd be a disco ducker And I'd be a Māori playin' rugby, doin' the haka So don't start on me, MC! I'm sayin' your ability to test me's small like breast size 10B I'm the supreme! You're just a piece of Margherita, I'm the hearty feeder You're just an easy arse to beat around the ring Or in the grand final, you're the bottom of the ladder You be CD, and I be [?] vinyl [Verse 2: Brad Strut] The conspiratorial operative, dodgin' the obstacles Watch the spit fly across the room like a rocket ship I've got the gift to unwrap ya by the layer I capture, you pay more attention to the way I phrase a chapter And blaze it after, from comrades to masters I cast a flyer, hopin' to pry into you bastards' frames of thought process Tell ya to go get on a moped, I throw stress You should really know best not to fuck with me! Performance is enormous When under pressure, it's a luxury, not a thesaurus I've got agility, true test of ability Prove your worth in public to see if the people love it Or understand where you're comin' from Takin' so fuckin' long, had to give up the bong and struggle on I can stick it to ya with lyrics, never passive when servin'! In passages, I can hurt these amateurs that [?] [Verse 3: Trem] Can I mix it with the best? They're more than impressed with what I've got to offer Beggin' me to hit 'em off with tips on how to rock it proper I've watched a lot of suckers come and go Jump up in shows in front of [?] They're long haulers, but their cover's blown The very minute they start spittin' Shark victim's half-bitten carcass is washed up, missin' heart in it You're arse-kissin' to get a start on these paths — my pet hate Let's skate for too long, now it's checkmate! I've paid correct rate for dues, plus a tip Leavin' these up-and-comin' kids who think they're runnin' shit 'Cause mummy's rich with bastard lips, punctured lungs and ruptured ribs Half these geek promoters must be on the take like [?] pics I'm over these homos showcasin' overseas acts And coppin' knock-backs from shows 'cause of chauvinistic raps Is this hip-hop or the fag scene? You want an MC or drag queen? A pioneer or has-been? [Hook: J-Red scratching 7L & Esoteric sample] "Rap styles beyond average"