Lyrics Underrated - Chillinit, Wombat

Underrated

Pack us up
Who’s next anyway?
Hahaha
Probably gonna hate me now, fuck 'em
I’m lost in the safari with writer’s block
I light the pot, still got chrome for the beef, lad
Fuck with the party, you’re Microsoft
I’m Firefox, I mac your books on a beat, lad (Argh)
I space bars apart to try shift, control, alt, delete that
On keyboards, I blow 'em like C4
And I tell 'em I spit raw, the whole crowd repeats that (Argh)
Catch that shit like a virus, smokin' a Billy Ray Cyrus
I’m the Osiris, you don’t wanna touch my style
It’s hench, get clenched like pliers
I’ll race car drive ya, back into 2016
(One of my bars worth twenty sixteens)
Smoke four-two-oh with twenty-six teens
Fast forward four years, that’s twenty-six G’s
Hahahaha, fuckin' bitches
While I’m puffin' swishers with the bud rocks
Double visions from the buds I’m hitting
Keep a spliff of litty in my glovebox
Everybody say they got the chronic
So we knock-a-knockin' at the drug spots
We just wanna get a couple nuggets
If they blocka-blocka then we fucked off (Argh)
Still I kick goals like Goodes
Still I got stripes like Woods
Still I got a two-pack rolled all night like Suge
And I still get high through hoods
Still I’m on the road like two white stripes
'Til I got a phone like two white Nikes
Still sip beers, I flipped and switched gears
And I push 'em on a pedal, but I don’t ride bikes
Don’t tell lies, bad bitch I like
Tell a bad bitch, «I might»
Tell a bad bitch, «Yeah, I ride for my day ones
And I wake up and I blaze up, high»
I’m off chops like vegans do
I’m what seventy times six equals to
Head for the head, connect to get checked
Then I head for the head like a beanie do
I pop bars, rock stars like Beatles do
Got pot, got pans like Peter do
I was ready for the war, ready for the war
The devil’s at the door, I’ma leave with you (Argh)
Butt heads like Beavis do, she beef with you
I don’t know why I’m leavin' you
'Cause, my girl, I can’t watch you cry (Ah)
But I swear I’ll bleed for you, bleed for you
(Switch it up) Where I’m from, I learnt to keep it hunnid
When I buss it, buss it for these up-and-comers
You can’t see me comin' like you Stevie Wonder
This is Oklahoma, this is City Thunder
Brudda, brudda, brudda, did I stutter, stutter?
This is gutter, gutter for you motherfuckers
Bada-bing and boom and I just does it, does it (Woo!)
Now you breddas love it
Bit of weed that I get in dozens
Press the buttons, get me many brothers
I could bender, bender like I’m Benny Cousins
Lightyear, now I’m plenty buzzin'
Now I sip it, sip it from the Henny cup and
Right here, I was steady puffin'
You can come and get it, I ain’t ever runnin'
I ain’t never ever goin' nowhere
Homie, we don’t care
Love it or hate 'cause we underrated
And out of Australia, ah yeah
And I ain’t never ever goin' nowhere
Homie, I don’t care
Love it or hate it 'cause we underrated
And out of Australia, ah yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, I’m a fiend for the mic
Bleed for the beats, but it keep me alive
Demons arise if you’re weak in the mind
But you need a disguise, I can see through the lies
Won’t go dull with the dreamers
I wonder why flow’s so cold, I could freeze in the summertime
I said, flow’s so cold, I could freeze in the summertime
Yeah, WOMBAT is a black sheep
Couldn’t give a fuck if I crash, laidback in the back seat
Think you lads couldn’t match me
Not by the gaps in my cracked teeth, spaz on a trap beat
What, they’re eager to test?
They believe they’re a threat, but they’re ten steps back
And they’re trapped 'cause we’re redbacks, weavin' a web
They’ll regret that they penned tracks, leave 'em a mess
I reside in the South
, I’m about, the cunt’s back
Drivin' around, there’s an ounce of bud that
Surrounds my nutsack, hyped when I’m out
But if sirens a-sound then I’m out, like «Fuck that!»
It’s evident, got a vendetta, pen’s venomous
Avatar, I can bend elements
We’re felonious, they’re dreadin' us
Ten seconds and they’re dead
It’s just they’re jealous 'cause they’re delicate
Gas up my engine, travel dimensions
Back in a flash like astral projection
Smashin' a set, no lads in contention
They’re no match but they have to contest
You can try though, but I dice flows with the mic closed
Right flows on a tightrope in a cyclone
Got my eyes wide open, a psycho
When I hide from the five-oh, gotta lie low
Sick of bringin' us down, well, don’t count on it
Quick, I’m not kiddin' around, I’ve grown out of the shit
Been surrounded by pricks, but I’m pickin' 'em out
So in a minute, I’m bound to go down with the ship
Spinnin' around, thinkin' about spittin' it foul
Figured out how to be soundin' this sick
So the crowd’s gonna bounce in a fit
Give it up, give us the crown, it’s no doubt we’re the kings
What it is, what it is, man, I said, «It is what it is, man»
But I can’t get a grip like I’m sinkin' in quicksand
Startin' to think I ain’t shit but a dickhead
Dancin' with Lucifer, I’m goin' all out
Now it’s gettin' nuclear, we have to fall out
We have to fall out
Yeah, war like a Shaolin, talk of the town, get around it
Surrounded by thoughts you can drown in
Fought for the crown, never dwarf of the town
Never formin' about, gotta bounce in
But I gotta fight this abyss like I’ll die in a blink
It was like an epiphany
Lightin' the spliff, man, this life is a mystery
Gotta thrive 'til we ride for the victory
And I’m not social, I’m unapproachable
Don’t think that I’ll choke 'cause I’m ropable
It’s no joke, don’t go get emotional
Like, «Why is everything we flow so quotable?»
Most of all, when I mention the top
Better check when connectin' the dots
When I stepped in the spot, I shocked all the vets
I’m like lots of electrical watts, let me stress
We’re the best of the flock
But I’m sick of these silly cunts' shit
I’m the bitter one,
spit like a Minigun
With a bit of luck, like a bitch, I be livin' lush
Got a mini buzz, pick it up like a ciggie butt
Kick it in the middle of a city that is in a rush
We don’t fuss, think I give a shit?
Couldn’t give a fuck
Tick us up, gotta get a mix of the sticky bud
So they wanna mimic us, but the jig is up