Gassed Up

Yeah What's that? Wombat ain't nothin' but a bong rat I've been kickin' bak sniff a bit of rack with the comrades Wiff it in a flash then I'm off track Still gettin' skippy with the rap Got em' thinkin' that I'm pipin' off of crack but alas I'm not on that I gotta hit em' with the facts... Drop back What ya thinkin' that we're wack? Stop that See I came with a strategy Breaking the chains of reality Blazing my way through the galaxy It's a game so I came with analogies I've been played now I'm drained like a battery You're not sick as this, save it, you're fakin' an allergy Basically mate that's a fallacy But if I'm able to make it? I'd say that it's anarchy, you're lookin' at the face of insanity So when I murk these beats don't try with me Man I burn CDs like piracy Said I burn CDs as I burn these Trees, I just burned 3gs with Flylacine So when I murk these beats I be killin' it Man I burn CDs for the thrill of it I said I burn CDs as I burn these trees Let me burn 3gs while I'm kickin' it with Chillinit (What of it cunt, WOAH) Steez like a samurai Feast off opponents Need to be energised Keepin' my focus Seizin' the moment Fiend when I wreck a mic Feed off emotions Yeah, don't ya see the devotion bleed through the pen of mine? Nah, better leave me alone as I creep in the dead of night And I could end it here... But let me step it up a second gear What's a test tho? I don't ever fear God I'm blessed so better get it clear Gonna explode man we've got the best flows in this hemisphere You can bet that my brethren are blessed Wanna send try step mic checks in effect Might head for the set like Devlin and Ghetts Deadset why send why F with the best (Nah, Nah Brah Nah, Nah) I've been gettin' gassed up Chat shit ya get smacked up Wombat calm down for a sec just relax brah Fuck that I'll go spaz cunt Nah I'm just kiddin' man I've been in a jam since I Went and hit the piss again and been sniffin' grams But I've gotten' crook as well but ya couldn't tell Murder the riddim in a hearse lookin' shook as hell Merlin the wizard spit a verse with a book of spells (Hell) I was fucked in the mind Bumpin' a line with a packet of pills If you're gonna be a cunt on the sly the Were cuttin' the ties like I'm flattening wheels I'm sick in the mind Since a kid I could rip with a mic Cause I hit never miss been a victim of grime Gettin' skippy on the riddim when I spit better listen and stick To the side as I trip like im on an upper, sink I could drop another Gettin' lifted then I spit like a chopper gunner Kickin' with the cuzzy on a mish Still I be skippin' like I'm on a runner Think you don't want it bruddaa FUCK You know they feel us yeah we be the best Never feared none when I've been a pest, get a wheel up like a BMX What ya thinkin' I must've quit? This ain't watch out cunt it ain't sunken ship It's BOMWAT Like the fuck ya think? This dumb cunts stuffed up like I'm stuck in a mushie trip I still can't find a fuck to give The rap game is a slut, no trust but I love the bitch 'Till my heart's gettin' crushed to bits Don't start cause you must admit They can't fuck with this (Yeah, they can't fuck with this) (P-P-PEZ on the beat) Yeah, lay in the darkness These days all it takes is a bar then ya labeled an artist But regardless, I could get snaked still facin' it laughin' Chargin', Sergeant aim for the target Break em' apart I'll be makin my mark 'till The day I depart in a blaze and I've carked it. Brahh I've been gettin' GASSED UP? Yeah I've been gettin' GASSED UP?