Where You Been?

Lyrics

[Intro: Nerve & ChillinIT] It's that N to the E to the R-V-E Chill-Chill, brother, I'm chill [Verse 1: Nerve] They be like, "Nerve, where the fuck you been?" They know where the flow's been at So dope with the raps that you feel like you smoked a bag Every time I approach the track It's the Nerve and the Chill, and we murder bills Like Kim Jong, we be ill with the verbal skills It kicks off like a drill, so observe the real Or piss off, like for real, we deserve the mills Like, I know you don't know what I know 'Cause I'm so dope like a dose of hydro These guys don't know what flows are tight, so I go for broke till I broke the mic, yo I go for broke till I broke the bank You wanna be captain, but your flows are rank I bust bars, bust bars like a loaded tank And know it's click-clack-boom, I explode your game [Verse 2: ChillinIT] Blake be hard when I spray the bar Jump on the mic, get strung like a bass guitar Chase the art till I make my mark While the crews chop sticks like an Asian bar New bars, pop tops like Tooheys Jump on a beat, get chopped, suey Rock and I roll till the systems are down I'm it, like the clown, run it up like Fui Moimoi, smoke to my lungs Never had a brother that has broken my trust I'd head back to Nerve's with ten packs of Verve And rack up with girls that were smokin' the buds Nah, passion like fruit, weed in the back of my boot Still back at my dudes, can't stop with the raga-bond dues Till we hit primetime on the Channel 9 news [Verse 3: Nerve] All these other actors are whack, they been turkeys They dry and they overpriced like beef jerky I'm high, no I'm not, I lied, I keep dirty I'm grimy, I flow like Christ, the priest heard me Blazin' tracks in my VaporMax Face the facts, I'm the greatest, you ain't a match Take it back, like the Sega, I'm breakin' backs I make raps so amazing, you pay to jack My team make tracks on the regular (Yeah) Big Macs, so we stackin' the cheddar up Chill kickin' back while he fries up a quarter pound We trying to get the cash, hold the lettuce, uh Think you're hard but you're average, I'm raw I got bars full of madness, psych ward Yeah, your ice whore's an eyesore And she got eye sores, she keeps it in a pipe, raw [Verse 4: ChillinIt] I'm never stopping, I'm dropping it like a pigeon I'm killing it and they keeping 'em talking like a ventriloquist Predicaments predicted I switch it, the penicillin Pen is iller with the riddle, like Ritalin when I'm spittin' it C to the H to the I-L-L Chillin' with the Chill and they whippin' it like they liquorice The rhythm gettin' ridden with writtens I'm 'bout to finish and smoke weed, brah How's that for a flow scheme? Uh Jump on a plane then puff me a J, getting raw with the levels I'm a chill MC but I kill MCs like scorpion venom MCs get squeezed like lemon Still been stuck in a rut like Kevin If Nerve spits raps like an MP5 lad Then Chill's brought the green like lettuce [Chorus: Nerve] If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been? If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been? [Verse 5: Nerve] Promoters ask for me and they get the crew Twenty men on stage like a Skepta shoot Bet the fans gonna boo when they mention you I go HAM in the booth till I dent the roof I go HAM in the booth till I break the mic I hate lives, just yours, I ain't hating mine I stay tryin' to refrain from the blatant lies But when I sent you a dope, I was wasting time I'm all about my crew and me Bombin' up YouTube on computer screens I send shots and they cut like a movie scene But homie, you could never edit me, I'm too pristine Chill, man, think they need a break (Yep) These punchlines too deep, I can see the veins We'll be live on a Saturday night We getting hype from the mic while they actin', Tina Fey [Verse 6: ChillinIT] Wait, girl got the doobs, I puff it 20K views, that's nothin' (Nothin') Fuck it, buds in a vacuum seal And it comes in a six-pack deal, that's nuggets Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap This ain't no Fergie-Ferg Burn your first beat down till the black, I beat that Stay fly like turbulence, go berserk when I murder the verse I spit And if cops come around on the block for the pot I just say what I rock's for medicinal purposes Puff on the stacks of bud Lights and the camera, where be the action, cuz? Me and Wombat stay kicking back with the packs of the kush In the boot of a Mazda truck [Verse 7: Nerve] No one came to your headline, how sad Everybody steady, asking, "Where the crowd at?" I drop beats that make your legs go numb And the track's so loud that I push 'em in a pound bag Chillin's hell backstage with the chick fans Skrub's surfing the crowd like it's his jam Mackinos wildin' on the decks, goin' skitz, man Wombat's gacked at the back off a quick gram We make the fans ask for more You a sham, trying to jam like your bars are raw We're the mans with plan, outclass you all Got more shows than Stan, look how far we've gone (How far) And look how far we gon' go We just at the start, but we hardly slow We living this out like Salvadore Dali Go all Picasso, we can't be broke [Verse 8: ChillinIT] So I was chilling with my brothers With the herbs and a bong packed (Yeah) Plus shows with the Nerve and the Wombat Skrub down on the deck with a mac at the fact Talakai's been stoned, where the bongs at? Pass the bars and I pass the flame Pass the J, try savour the aftertaste And my bars are the bomb like Duke, I might nuke 'em With new shit, blow 'em like Saddam Hussein Three tracks, one month, get bodied Never gonna stop, gonna drop, get bodied Shouts to the brothers from the Northside gang Ridin' 'round in a hottie, yelling out, "Get bodied" All about them flows 'Bout that money, I'm about them hoes Probably why the girls got them curves And the lips like a motherfuckin' outback road [Chorus: Nerve] If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been? If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been? If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been? If you ain't heard of the Nerve and the Chill by now Then homie, where the fuck you been? Where the fuck you been? Tell me right now, where the fuck you been?