EFFORTLESS (64 BARS)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Wom-bat Yeah, it's Wombat Wednesdays, new music video every week Let's fuckin' get it I've been-wait What, because I did the fuckin' Blue Lights Remix And the fuckin' Joji remix You motherfuckers think that I ran out of bars, cunt? Fuck off dickhead [Verse] Yeah Yeah, well it's been a sec and I'm feeling wrecked Been a bit of a mess, this liquor is drenching liver Yeah, so much indigestion from pingers, checking my frickin' chest Still a living legend, I grip the pen like a cigarette Thе King of mutli's, motherfuckers can't win the lеague But if you need some tips I could get you rich off a single, bet Check it, when they feel the pressure I'm feeling fresh Feel like I'm the best that I've ever been, yet I still progress I'll get missus pregnant in a sec because she's looking sexy in her dress You can bet I've been a pest Why's the whole scene sleeping on me like I was next to a pillow Pet But you can see the threat as they're dripping sweat But you fuckin' dickheads, yeah So many maggots are rapping now Earl Sweatshirt, these bitches don't let the Kraken out Yeah, it's a fact that I'm never backing down And then I'm blacking out in a scrap like I'm Manny Pacquiao Yeah, feeling worthless Catch a flight to Adelaide then have a meeting with Jesus in city and churches till I've figured my purpose Now I'm feeling resurgent, I ain't ever been this determined, listen and worship I'm a King, I'm a wordsmith Mixed linguistics, I'll spit it in German [?] after sipping on Burben Cuz I've been on this Earth and [?], this isn't for certain They put in minimal work and wonder why they ain't killing it I kill every verse, I go friggin' berserk And, you're missing everything, spin it back and reverse it Listen lad 'cause it's perfect, got these rappers all nervous The Aussie rapture, I bomb the wack and then cap the scene You want a crack but I rock the track, I attract a fiend 'Cause it's a fact if we're gonna clash, imma smash your team Only time I'd actually drop a match is in gasoline And I couldn't give a fuck what they make of me As plain to see, I won't face defeat 'cause I play for keeps I'm so lazy, I race to sleep but don't chase my dreams of aiding sheep I ain't speaking in layman, that's make-believe Don't fuck with this, I wrote Sunken Ship on a mushy' trip Then I got stuck in it but I must admit it's been bloody sick Yeah, I was mixing ganja with [?] Such a disgusting prick tryna find a cunt that's as stuffed as him Like Jesus, fucked in mem' but just tear it to pieces But rep for my brethren like Americans pledging allegiance Step to the scene in Adidas, I got hella good sneakers Telekinesis, you bop your head 'cause it's sent from the speakers Rappers wish they were sick, they spit it in bad taste Thinking they ripped a track up, I'll bring a cat to your rat race You gonna trip like you got me figured In that case, spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate Aye Spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate Fuckin ad'lays Spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate Yep, I'm digging a mass grave, I dug into the underground Can't get through the rubble, watch it crumble As they wonder how I'm young and I'm renouned but these others front like I dumbed it down Just don't jump to assumptions motherfuckers, get punched in the mouth Coming up but I'm under none, you get spun around Wanna act like it's nothing and make my mother proud Pump the crowd up or shut it down as I jump around They're judging that I'm nothing, cunt who the fuck are you bumping now? [Chorus] Yeah, effortless Yeah, I said it's effortless I wrote this shit in twenty seconds, it was effortless For lyricism, I'm setting the precedent Homie, this is effortless Effortless Yeah, this shit is effortless I wrote this shit within ten seconds, it was effortless For lyricism, I'm setting the precedent Homie, this is [Outro] Yeah, yeah