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Underrated Chillinit & Wombat

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I'm lost in this Safari, with writers block
I light the pot, still got Chrome for the beef, lad
Fuck with the party, you're Microsoft, I'm Firefox
I'll Mac your books on a beat, lad
I space bars apart to try shift, control, alt delete that
On keyboards, I blow like C4
I tell 'em I spit raw, the whole crowd repeats that

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 20 16's)
Smoke four-two-oh with 26 teens
Fast forward four years that's 26 G's

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

Still I kick goals like Goods
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
Till 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 70 times 6 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

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
But I swear I'll bleed for you, bleed for you

Switch it up
Where I'm from I learnt to keep it hunned
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

Now you breddas love it
Bit of weed then I get in dozens
Press the buttons, get me many brothers
I could bender-bender it 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 it, 'cause we underrated and out of Australia, aw 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, aw 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
Laid back 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 5-0 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 boutta 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, and were fromin
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 till 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 living 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
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