The shit that I spit has me thinking I'm the boss shit My CD's shine, I ain't gotta gloss it Eyes red shit I think I'm seeing double End of this night yo I think I'll be in trouble I ain't need a court case, I ain't need a court date Only thing I want is some weed and some more pay I thought ay I'm the sickest you've seen So fuck them others rappers you just listen to me And my team we on some freak shit I'm telling ya it's freakish You be my bitch in the kitchen with the clean dish Ain't no effort in this I still an A grade Other rappers hate me cause they jealous and they ain't paid I got fans yeah my fans are fucking sick You got fans but your fans you plug them in You chucking in I got bud you just fucking spin Fucking spin, fucking spin has it sunken in? Too clever and you call me a dumb cunt I used to be broke what I wrote got my funds up The fucks up? I'm kinda in a good mood Thanks to the tabs and the cones and the cooked shrooms I look smooth and clean I'm in the washing machine Codeine for the powder man I'm so clean Smoke green, light it up make your hoe scream Freddy Kruger moving up and hoe this isn't no dream From the slums I'm rubbing shoulders with rich cunts They know I got the money becoming known that I'm a sick cunt Picking old bitches up they playing bingo, I take them home they know the go, I gotta make them limbo The king flow I hear you hate me true But I ain't ever gonna stop it's what they pay me to do Plus I honestly believe I am in the top 3 of this Aussie rapping shit 3 2 1 me You're fucking right I ain't even really started By the time I'm finished Aussie rap will be retarded I departed, went and fell aparted then begging me to come back rearrange the market Enough friends, I don't mean to offend you I don't need more enemies I got enough of them too At school mum would pack my lunch it's a sad fact I used to yell at her you don't put sandwiches in glad wrap As for bud, pills and maybe bass too I'm off my guts for real can't feel my face oo C-town what up? I keep it too real Call me out to battle at the moment will get you killed November 2nd no rest for the sickest Will be in stores go get it for your missus November 2nd no rest for the sickest Will be in stores go and get it fucking bitches