Pen with the pad, execution with the rap Never losing that’s a fact, gotta movement to attack/ Used to walk around the streets, copping chases as a track kid Coppa’s barely caught us, if they did, we got bashed, shit Shit was fun to us, wasn’t much more to do C-town with the crew, who you talking to Dropped out in year nine, they said I’d be a nobody Obviously they didn’t even get to know Scott, he Had a plan to write raps every single night that Put me in positions, jump on stage like ‘where the mic at?’ ‘member getting chased, hood call them ‘muck runs’ Chopper coming out of the night, we yellin’ “Duck cunts!” Hiding in a tunnel sipping goon, we were sixteen My hair a little different, even then I could spit mean Came a long way, chill as I reminisce Pouring up a mix, memories I’ll forever miss
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Take it to the next step, in Aus I’m the best, yeah The crew that I rep get rowdy, and I’m deadest I ain’t gonna say much, I’ll leave it to the music Pouring up a mix, this is easy I abuse it Verse 2: Started from the start, imma take it to the end, bro We was out bombing streets, just me and my friends, bro I was never really good with the graff Still put up everywhere in the hood cause I had A, destructive mind all I wanna do is vandalise These days, I’ll stab your face till my hands are dry And someone else can take the charge for that My shock value can cause a heart attack Crazy shit happens, I ain’t saying it like “hell no” If I told you everything, I’d be in a cell, bro Crime got heavier, I ain't gonna dwell that Whole game changed when everyone started sellin’ crack Never had the mind for that, I wanted to be a rap star Ten years later, now look where I’m at brah I wonder if the cunts I did that with Hear this shit like “Yeah, man, I miss that shit” damn
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Them days are gone, now wish I could just bring them back Yelling “Cops kill kids” out, alley way to stash All the shit we had, beers in a backpack Try’n sell gas to cunts, it was really rat sack What can I say man, I miss my teens But how can I complain now, I reached my dreams Pills back then, they were hectic too ‘member, red mitsubishis also came in blue? My favourite were green star, shoulda seen me brah Eyes so wide, everybody on the beamer We got the keys to the council spot Off some bitch who’s dad has a council job I ain’t gonna try and snitch and fuck up myself Or tell you what happened next, ah, fuck it It’s wealth That caused a beef with this Constable Jones I beat his charges in court, hope he’s dead and alone Ya dog
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