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Road Rage (JDZmedia)
I
get away in a
fast car like Tracy Chapman It's my bar but I
change my accent Fuck my bitch and I
break the
mattress Escape the
blackness, retrace and back step Rap 'til the
stage collapses Hugh tryna chase and jack men I
got the
X-Men I
don't wanna move and pack them Must rather use and rack them, Ugh Ugh! Weed in a
grey Mercedes I'm cheeky like Asian babies Everybody talk 'bout how they got the
guns and drugs But don't got none I
came here to change the
station be myself You can't be me Jump on tracks and write raps to beef me Don't talk smack if ya Ironlaks graffiti Think back rewind that believe me Easy, twenty minutes after four Cops rock and we all stop last resort Young Adlar jumps on the
backyard Throws up 420 fam on the
guardy door Killed satan, Go ask the
lord Find out what I
ordered a
casket for Throw frees online that's basketball In a
alley like oops, Pass the
ball I
could dunk these pills in a
heartbeat I
just stacked 10 bills in my last week If you wanna get skills come ask me Got enough bars I
could buy you a
bar G
Write you a
bar but you couldn't out bar me Underrated, In safaris With the
warfare, Like Gadafi So there ain't no Mahatma Ghandi! I
run the
army, Ten G's there abouts Cops askin my Mum for my where abouts Tell em 420 fam til I
wear it out Weighing 420 grams and I
aired it out Ugh! Adidas tracksuit Nike top And the
brand new Izzie on my iPod And I'm still gettin dizzy on my nights off Still gettin jiggy with a
biddy and the
lights off Cause emcees wanna touch my spot Tell an emcee they can fuck right off Puff my pot, fuck my thots Bare emcee he can fuck right off Party we like to party We ain't no venga boys we bend the
boys I
still don't surrender boys defending boys I
kill shots send deploy, attention oi I
get the
coins Heads fucked up sesh to avenge the
boys Deniro ya actor pretending boy Need logies, Don't act like ya know me Blow me, spit real from the
dome lad Wake up winfields and a
cone packed I
spit raw rapping for the
throwback Then I
make it triple orgasm on a
Kodak I
get jaw spasms from a
coke bag Keep raw cabbage for a
smoke patch I
roll in peace, Rap God's got a
hold of me Lord take me away, Lord take me away Lord take me away... The
bud's sweet like chilli that's Red Rock Deli So the
brotha got the
head shot ready for the
head top, Ugh Claiming he rep the
420 But the
meth rock makin him shake just like jelly I'm a
real one, I
don't fuck with ice Too smart for the
shard or to fuck my life Wanna go home stoned do the
hundred type And make money on roads while I
fuck my wife She goes crazy, 'cause I
fucks her right We make babies, yeah the
blunts are nice I
feel wavy, yellow cup with ice Off chops this a
hell of a
life Like, any second we could die now Prolly why I'm getting high now Prolly why I
keep the
swisher on me 'Til I'm hitting chronic and I
ride out Right now, off and on, off and on, on long flights now Need to lie down, pressure on my mind swear to God sick of lies now Don't lie now, fuck me fuck me fuck me real good, this is my town Australia where ya mates are cunts and we blaze it up 420 fam see what I'm about
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