Everybody wants to rap now (Yeah!)

Sell a couple dingers everybody wants to trap now (Fuck!)

Brother go and check the background (Ah!)

We came from the bottom, USO look at where we at now

They talk talk chit chat (Chat!)

Rap game died but we bring it right back like that

Man we put Campbelltown on the map

Nah fuck that, we put the whole south-west right up on our back (Blaow!)

Deuce taking off offset, that way

Had to switch it up coz I’m a motherfucking adlay

My oybay hit my onephay with the ogay

So we had to bally up head down those ways

Loyalty and respect, that’s a must

If you don’t like how we are, you can get

Fucked if they knew me or know me these rappers are bodied (Uh!)

Tradie by day lad this rap shits a hobby (Ah!)

I be at their front door, I put this biscuit to his marshmallow he don’t want no smore

Have a dog on all fours, straight praying to the lord

Hit my USO I’ll get yours just to even out the score you little dog

I’ll have you in the bag like mixed greens

Me and my USO in the game at the same time split screen

They got bitches in their crew, they’re a mixed team

I was at work in the dirt since sixteen

Southwest, how much times I got to say it

Yeah they got guns but are they willing to spray it

We paved the way for the bitch’s man where’s the payment

And got nothing for free so no complaining

I was wearing shocks at the shop on the block

You was off your chops, giving names to the cops

Deuce is on top

You should just stop

Looking for a forward pack

Where is my props (Ay!)

C-town where we stay at and we all kings

I got Red-bull cans they’ll give you all wings

I don’t feel your shit just like morphine

I push the button, watch it spray like Mortein

None of these rappers can do it like us

We came into fuck shit up we still run a muck

All the beats are of chops its all pen ain't no luck

If you want some, we got drums pa rum pum pum pum

Enzo lad

Yeah brah

Let’s show them some real bars ma brah

Fucking Oath

Arms up what’s the go if they’re brave lad I’ll severe their heads like Russel Crowe

Fucking oath, if they wanna arc up they’re not big man, name should’ve been Nicole you’re just a kid man

Tracks straight cracking my USO they on snow

I’ll put these rappers in a circus (Whys that)

They all show

Shows over but they want more

My USO got an encore

Rappers like some jumpers in the summer

Why the fuck you gottem on for