| Ayo, I walk in the room like «'60 is here!»
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| I keep on saying it till somebody gives me a beer
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| Yeah, a comfortable style, wonderful smile
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| You don’t like me, you’re stuck in denial
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| Yeah, I walk in the room like «PEZ is in the room»
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| Make the most of it people, I’ll be exiting it soon
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| Ridiculous flow, bitch you should know
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| There isn’t anybody better that’s why everybody says it
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| (Forthwrite) It’s PEZ homie, you know me
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| The dude walking the club in the fluro jeans
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| Yeah, don’t even act like you don’t know '6
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| When you go sick that your throats go…
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| Hearing rude folks boo us
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| That’s like having 2Pac fans in the Ku Klux Klan
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| Yeah, it doesn’t happen because you love rappin'
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| So much that even if you don’t you still go nuts
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| They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique our songs)
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| They try to tell me to write, but what do the people want?
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| They try to tell me what to say (Yeah)
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| But I write
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| I write what I like
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| If you say you don’t support Aussie Hip-Hop
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| Who gives a fuck, at least four ockers pissed off
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| They keep saying to us «stay underground»
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| Why the fuck would be do that? |
| We wanna make money now
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| Yeah, I think I want a figure around eight-hundred-thou'
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| 'Cause I’m getting sick of living in the same fuckin' house
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| I need something bigger than the place I’m in now
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| 'Cause I want a lot of space when my mates come around
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| Now you know I’m out to get dough from the get go
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| I wanna slick sick flip phone with a ringtone (Ha)
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| So everybody thinks I’m rich when I ring home (Okay)
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| And I can ball out (Yeah) till I fall down
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| Ayy PEZ, I can lip read (Yeah?)
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| You see that dude talkin' to his mum now, I know exactly what that shit mean
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| You think I’m in need? |
| Bitch pleaseI just moved to Switzerland to make heaps of
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| cheddar; |
| Swiss Cheese
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| They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique my songs)
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| They try to tell me to write, what do the people want?
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| They try to tell me what to say ()
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| But I write
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| I write what I like
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| 'Kay, yo
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| You know I took my first steps way before I could talk (yep)
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| I didn’t need to crawl 'cause I could already walk
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| Right from the first second I was born out the womb
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| I just popped out and dropped down and walked out the room
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| Boom, If we dislike someone then we giving the bird
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| I mean we buy a parrot and we give 'em the bird
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| The first time you hear that you’ll probably think it’s absurd
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| Until we rock up on your doorstep and give you a bird (Ha)
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| I love the vibe that a funeral makes
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| Yeah, I love the taste of them urinal cakes (God)
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| Um… that’s pretty unusual ayy?
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| Nah, put some chutney on the top and they’re beautiful mate (What?)
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| See me in a cage with a snake tryna play fight
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| With a canine and great white at the same time
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| Nah, I’m afraid right, the only reason
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| I play and I stage dive’s 'cause I literally got stage fright
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| (Go *screams* *thud* Oh-ho-ho, walk it off mate)
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| They try to tell me what to say (Wanna critique my songs)
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| They try to tell me to write, what do the people want?
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| They try to tell me what to say (, yeah)
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| But I write
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| (I write down whatever I want '6, that’s the point)
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| They try to tell me what to say (They try to tell me)
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| They try to tell me to write (They try to tell me)
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| They try to tell me what to say ()
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| But I write
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| I write what I like |