Lyrics

[Verse 1] I check the people that walk around the streets of Melbourne And I'm thinking to myself how the fuck is fashion selling? I guess I missed that last bust at DFO 'cause every dude that I see walking is telling me I need to go But I'mma try to figure out where we lost our sensibility We once were warriors but now it's all sensitivity Back before this wack rapport attack the shore the average bloke that you'd be brawling with would actually have a sack of balls I'm living full of liquor stout lager with the bitter Pay them three figures for some jeans that's been ripped up I must be some shit cunt that can't see the lie I'm not about to speed up so I can get with the times 'Cause times ain't right, a nation built on convicts Slept through evolution and awoke looking like dog-shit You think that I'm an outcast? That I'm inferior Because I don't dunk my nuts in jars full of Nivea? Well fuck that, take a long walk to chackle Then forget to moisturize your pasty ass so you're cracked And the chicks knock you back Nah the chicks are just as bad "That's hot" shut the fuck up you munted scrag Line for line it's all Paris Hilton this and that Your role model can't suck a dick how can you live with that? She can't sing, she can't drive, natures hollow A prime example of a load her mother should have swallowed If tomorrow I could borrow then I'd show you all today That dirty little slut of 55 sniffing K That's where these broad are headed To a sauna, got me worried If I stick my dick inside I'll get infected by the slurry Who knows where these ho's been Maybe around the OC Looking for a record deal to keep up with that Jones dream Fuck you all and fuck keeping up appearances I'll keep my [stolen gutter ?] Reppin' salvo clearances [Chorus] Yes This is the role model derelict The bogged out bogan on the corner never spending shit Small dogs, big bags, big shirts Say fuck that shit, you look the worst x2 [Verse 2] About an hour at the counter There was a skeeze with a chihuahua She was pouting how some talcum powder fell into the shower Now [?] This bitch starts to cower This kid was ticked off 'cause it was his that hit the ground Just like that, my cities turning lesbian And down Russel Street they're all shooting caps of estrogen The question is where we find these trend setters These fuckers get me pissed off like dingers off a bed wetter You'll see me with new era's iced out Chain psyching out just too fit the fuck into the rap game I walk the streets in the flesh You ain't arresting me I'll bend your girl down and she can have that new accessory Complimentary from your dude around the block Once I knock off this song these cops will probably want me shot Next time I'll write a battle track on techno Talking all about how I'm sick of all you metros [Chorus]