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lyrics
Been 6 days, no sunscreen, never been so burnt,
Head looking like a strawberry calypso, hurts,
Dad always told me, don’t stare at the sun, but, kept it a hundred,
Gotta know the kid don’t learn,
Seated on my arse, six weeks have gone so fast,
Couldn’t move, ‘cos of the mosquitoes in the car,
Fkn SWAT Team, hands flying, ants lining headgear,
Eating at the tax I racked up in the net year,
ATO fuckers, Pez here, let’s clear,
One thing up right now, I ain’t paying unless the sun comes up from the south,
Nothing to doubt,
Airline passengers, keep P-nuts in your mouth,
Haunted by louse, head-knocking at parliament house,
Aren’t you motherfuckers meant to be somebody else?
Rats in the pipeline, nagging me ‘bout the HECS debt,
I’m leaving the country at night-time, I couldn’t care less,
RUDE, problems, solve them now,
YOU’VE, lost it, got to bow,
OUT, of my mother’s house, NOWWWWW.
RUDE, why you guys still in my room?
I have had it maggots, MOVE,
Out the fucking system, NOW.
Who say looks can’t kill, well smells can, so tell that,
To the wicked witch west of my room, give my gel back,
I’m diving out the window into the rosebush, smell the perfume,
Pissed on the mattress, burned down the bedroom,
That’ll kill the moths, may have took it way too far but,
Mamasay, motherfuck you bastards,
I’m on the court, laying 1-2 passes, cunts too fast?
Left ‘em in a month-long plaster,
I’m too plastered, bush tucker for brekky,
Half-cooked roo, give a fuck if it’s ready, lumpy spaghetti,
Fifth blood nose in 2 days,
6’ 5” ain’t helping with the altitude change,
Fuck touch wood, Torchwood, I don’t want weevils,
Let Dox needle the pod people who won’t make pot legal,
Royal Flush, toilet’s fucked, robbed regal,
Feels like Hangover 5, the lost prequel
RUDE, problems, solve them now,
YOU’VE, lost it, got to bow,
OUT, of my mother’s house, NOWWWWW.
RUDE, why you guys still in my room?
I have had it maggots, MOVE,
Out the fucking system, NOW.
An Amex user now, I always ride with the plastic,
No dodgin’ for the Johnson, wouldn’t wanna be magic,
For this chick, dancing like she’s a spastic,
And gets pissed off when I don’t find her attractive,
All good long as the dinger don’t break when you’re busting in,
It’s like finding out Arnie’s a republican,
Best thing the doc says, it’s not a tumour,
A hard time trying to lie to the prosecutor,
Been Fleetwod Maccing girls and it’s not a rumour,
Standard, no STD section on college humour,
Sorry sir, ain’t your average hip-hop consumer,
Just an oversexed bottle user, body-bruiser, what a loser,
Got prescription for all the sickness, no disease,
Just alcohol withdrawal symptoms,
No excuse for the constant whingeing, hypochondriac, called me back,
Pez, stop your bitching.
RUDE, problems, solve them now,
YOU’VE, lost it, got to bow,
OUT, of my mother’s house, NOWWWWW.
RUDE, why you guys still in my room?
I have had it maggots, MOVE,
Out the fucking system, NOW.
RUDE, problems, solve them now,
YOU’VE, lost it, got to bow,
OUT, of my mother’s house, NOWWWWW.
New Jersey rapper links with Dublin producer for a hard-hitting, old-school LP featuring Open Mike Eagle, Hemlock Ernst, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
