Lyrics Swine Flu - Wombat

Swine Flu

Oi, where’d everybody go?
Nah, fuck all you cunts
Yeah, fuck all you cunts
At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?
At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?
Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper
Well of course you suck, you’re a poor loser
At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?
Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper
Yeah
You wanna ignore what you been warned
Quick draw, never forfeit 'cause I’m fit for it
I get shit sorted if it’s important
Inglorious and he been snorin'
I been tormented a bit, but I keep soaring to the tip like an eagle
'Vis on her tip, still I’m big ballin'
Wit' a bitch got her teeth all into my neck, then I’m free-fallin'
But you flip when you see me spit on your TV screen
Even your chick got the heebie-jeebs, screamin' a fit like DBZ
Fiendin' a sick with a 3DP in the freezin' heat when it’s three degrees
Wait, I don’t know what I even mean but please repeat so I get me streams
'Cause I need streams, streams-streams-streams
That’s that shit that’ll get me cheese up
Don’t believe me, don’t believe us
I need streams, nah, I need Jesus
All these demons, I can’t keep up
Nah, and I can’t stay sane
Yeah, I said I can’t stay sane
I’m lookin' back on my past thinkin', «Nah, they changed»
Yeah, once was surrounded by hatred
Nowadays people thinkin' I’m crazy lately, how could I blame 'em?
I never been down for the fame
And I never been down for the payments
And I never been down for the count, not an ounce of doubt could be crowned as
the greatest
Ay, 'cause I’m oh, so savage
Go more hard in my promo tracks than your whole album and your solo act
'Cause I flow so mad, G, Frodo Baggins smokin' a cone wit' the photos flashin'
Don’t go classic, you don’t know passion
I bet you won’t go match it
Known to react like I’m 'go-go-Gadget'
Load that ratchet, I’m just jokin'
I’ve grown so passive, don’t go gas it
I be kickin' in my dojo, I’m thinkin' that I’m loco, shows that my foes don’t
practice
I be trippin' on the low, though, stickin' to my post code, spit it wit' my
bros like Alex
That was madness, and Briggsy, you just smashed it, ayy
'Cause we’re gettin' on a level that’s better than ever
Whatever the weather, see me, man, I’m foolish
Actin' cool, but, geez, it was bullshit
Back in school I’d beef with the cool kids
Now I rule like Julius Caesar
And my fuckin' mood swings like a V-Dub
Got a couple new things like a teacher
Gettin' off gasps for his rips like a feature creature
Creep up, greet ya, how nice to meet ya
I’ve come for your soul and the loot
But if patrol’s in pursuit then I bolt like I’m Zeus
So cold, never froze, hold the bazoo— woah
Got a crew sold to the blue soul
Think your true, make emcees fold up and lose
Then I pour salt in the wound, put holes in the booth
Falsely accused told me the truth
That’s swine flu
Swine flu season, cuz
Yeah
Brrah!