| Who am I?
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| Who am I?
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| Who am I?
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| Who am I?
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| Who am I?
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| Who am I?
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| Who am I? |
| An Aussie battler, man that manufactures
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| Plans to fracture, can’t handle or stand my stature
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| My raps saturate, every batch I make is packed with hate
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| An act of fate, once I’m round the corner I’ve been trapped in rain
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| Scrap the page now I’ve got to start from scratch again
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| The wack catch a break, I’m sick of saying congrats to them
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| I lax it in, catch a pen, getting straight to work
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| Take the first steps, redirect the hex and break the curse
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| Shake the nerves, making words, I bear it all for this
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| Can’t call it quits, standing way too tall to miss
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| Paul is this, who am I? |
| A phantom watching down
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| Struck a random till I’m handed all these knuckled frowns
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| Stop these clowns claiming king, bring you back to planet Earth
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| I stand firm from the day this man emerged from Perth
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| A learning curve from the birth of this
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| Try to take me down but swerve and miss, motherfucker
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| Who am I? |
| A slave to the beat and its rhythm
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| Who am I? |
| I’m ashamed of this world that we live in
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| Who am I? |
| I’m a threat, I’m the voice in your head
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| The one telling you to jump off the ledge motherfucker
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the man from the land down under
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the rain, I’m the sun, I’m the thunder
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the hope that elopes through your speaker
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| Running as the wolf pack leader motherfucker, who am I?
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| I’m caring about
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| One fan base a sunburned landscape
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| Plan A is summed up with one word, rampage
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| Man-made disaster, no band-aid or plaster
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| Is big enough to cover up this blood, sweat, I’d rather
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| The heartfelt saga, targets an audience, my marker
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| B-Boys or girls that are as horny as
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| Drapht, but I’m warning that I’m born in this to shout out
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| Be burning them then I’m serving the corniest on our planet
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| My anatomy’s had a beating, I’m feeding off heads
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| Like Hannibal but never leaving em dead, plant my CD/see-d instead
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| Believe in the right season it will grow
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| For now I’m happy standing back and letting nobody know
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| Who I am, remaining to stand as the ghost in the
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| Backdrop, won’t ever abandon my pose for a
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| Snapshot or hope for the jackpot to carry me
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| I’d rather crack the luckier mentality man so…
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| Who am I? |
| A slave to the beat and its rhythm
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| Who am I? |
| I’m ashamed of this world that we live in
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| Who am I? |
| I’m a threat, I’m the voice in your head
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| The one telling you to jump off the ledge motherfucker
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the man from the land down under
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the rain, I’m the sun, I’m the thunder
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| Who am I? |
| I’m the hope that elopes through your speaker
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| Running as the wolf pack leader motherfucker, who am I?
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| What makes your tick climb makes me sick to the stomach
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| Amateur dicks pull out cause they know that DR’s coming
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| It’s certified, no spermicide can stop me fertilising
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| A lot while only a third of the eyes watch me
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| Measure dying monopoly, building another level
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| Diversifying it properly, rule and run with the rebels
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| I never settle for second, we be going off quicker than
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| The metal detection at Al Qaeda’s mosque
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| You lost in translation, costing you to listen
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| To what this man’s facing, offer you the vision
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| Just once and it will never be repeated again
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| I stay conceited from the greed and all the trends motherfucker
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| Who am I? |
| Paul Ridge to the death
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| Who am I? |
| D-rapht to the death
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| Who am I? |
| S-B-X to the death
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| And I’m gonna represent till there’s nothing of me left
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| Who am I? |
| AM crew to the death
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| Who am I? |
| War crew to the death
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| Who am I? |
| WA to the death
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| And I’m gonna represent till there’s nothing of me left |