[Eso] For all you baboon headed mother fuckers [Bliss] Wake the fuck up
[Verse 1: Bliss] Don't you dare pack a bong yet, captain on deck, Bliss the Vegabond vet, pack a strong bet, Mr Crack a long neck, grab a song wreck, sip the Oracle of butter and just stagger on Bliss like "wohhh" My world treatment to the ear canal It's soul so even when I speak you can hear the style But no, you wanna hear pretentious shit? [Hyjak: Ey yo yo, humour us with an impression Bliss] "I got endz(?) and benz and gems, 50 pearls And I'm with 10, 10-10-50 girls And my pen sends them cheeky pearls Then it cries "fuck me silly" Rather suck the willy of the industry You feel a slong? You a killer - Wrong I'm just hoping for a better song floating in a billabong I spin bam boogie in a bottle of whiskey Then I drink "damn look at me now I'm wobbling tipsy" But either you a fast hustlin' pimp Will cash muscle out wit? (Bliss: I guess) Skuzzle and whip Or you was doin' nothin' and I'm paid shovelling shit But fuck, it's like we're the last struggling clique In this land it's a game and every second they score We on the bench player, cos we ain't got a record in stores But still they're begging for more I'mma go silly and show Sydney We're the freshest rappers out since MC Bomiddy
[Hook: Bliss/Hyjak] Where you at? On a bender just having a ession Who you with? My Sin City crew cracking off at ya'll Yo who's that singing? Some drunk popstar contestant I don't know how I got in this mess but this melody's fresh So let's do this, rock this Ruin this, knock this World of its axis We back to get it poppin' Let's do this, rock this Ruin this, knock this World of its axis Cos this the way we rock this
[Verse 2: Hyjak] There was cameras when we came to damage the place On stage acting like characters from Planet Of The Apes Steal your lamenated plaques right off your neck They rock a set eating hash cookies - chocolate chip What would you expect from Dr. Es, you don't want no nonsense Carrying fishing rods so you can catch a Loch Nest Monster Still convict minded, this island got me blinded Gatecrashing the party like a kamikaze pilot Don't try no funny business We some tummy ticklers running fingers 'round your hunnies nickers I'm the vicious, this is lyrics with a difference Too persistent, it even reads "perverse" on my birth certificate These misfits, a few sandwiches less than a picnic You got ants in your pants, dance to this shit My lyrics drawn in a second That's right we come through turning Walkman's to weapons
[Bridge: Hyjak and Eso] Where you at? On a bender just having an ession Who you with? My Sin City crew cracking a fresh one Who's that singing? I guess some French porno star But I'm a pro-baller and can't afford no car
[Verse 3: Eso] I'm here, so go nuts and break some shit And watch tears turn to coco nuts and naked chicks A summer nutter "with fresh flows for the nation" And god I love a "Es Es O in the basement" But I stroll and roll with the bandits full of thinkers And still live like we're dancing under sprinklers This big bad mic here to give back love Chronic cupid(?) with the zig zag stuff So while this world turns into an American sitcom I wait for change like staring at lit bombs I wasn't hanging on board just like a gang of angry orphans That's the reason why I couldn't give a fuck who sang your chorus See Bliss and Esoterikism got that head splitin' inspiration That everyone craves And I got a look in my eyes, given from a hit over the head That I copped at a very young age