This or That - Illy

Hey, hey, hey

Now, you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could rock a suit or a baseball cap

Man, it ain’t that hard (fuckin' dickheads)

Nah, it ain’t that hard (suck me, beautiful)

Hey, now you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could be that dude (oi) or you could be whack

Man, it ain’t that hard (oi, mate)(nah)

Nah, it ain’t that ha-a-a-a-ard

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey

Take a look around, a look around, around

Now, look what’s going down (what)

I’m so sincere right now

I think I’ll leave the joking for the clowns

Comical shit (?) It’s horrible shit

Couldn’t tell the difference between comical and wit

Shit, these new Jacks bring the poker face back

And we don’t like jokers in the pack

I flow like the plumbing burst

They trying to hard to be unrehearsed

You joking but forgot to be funny first (uuh)

Call me a cunt 'cause I don’t mince words (nah)

Well you’re a shit cunt and that’s worse (ahaha)

Ha, begone like a hair in the breeze

And brother please don’t compare 'em to me (no)

If they could pull it off, I might care but see

They ain’t Hughesy, they buddy

Now, you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could rock clown shoes and the juggling act (hey)

Man, it ain’t that hard (heh, pretty funny, moron)

Nah, it ain’t that hard (yeah good work, cheers)

Hey, now you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could be that dude or you could be whack

Man, it ain’t that hard (yep)

Nah, it ain’t that ha-a-a-a-ard (good on you mate. Good on you)

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey

Every body down, get on the ground

Now, the thugs run the house (uh-oh)

Oh nah, it’s just those other clowns, sweet

Every one up, let the false alarm sound (wankers)

Fuck 'em, no need to start ducking

One or two dudes, man, they won’t do nothing (nope)

But give 'em and a little bit of booze

And the fuckwit status shines through (there it is)

And I got the same problem wear the trackie pants or the fubu jeans

Same deal wear the kappa jackets or fluoro tees ()

Psychopaths could be chilling out the back, relax

But their little mate’s looking for a scrap

Now, you could be fair enough

But you ain’t tough vicariously for swinging on tough cunt’s nuts

If you’re repping your style, it ain’t adding up, punk

You J-Wess not

Hey, hey, hey

Now, you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could box heads or be pussy as cats

Man, it ain’t that hard (you bench one sixty)

Nah, it ain’t that hard (get a life)

Hey, now you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could be that dude or you could be whack

Man, it ain’t that hard (fucking big muscles)

Nah, it ain’t that ha-a-a-a-ard (big muscles, tiny penis)

Now, every body wanna be this (this)

Or every body wanna be that (that)

But where’s the real people at?

(huh?)

So confused what’s image what’s fact

It ain’t what you got, it’s all what you lack

Now, every body wanna be this (this)

Or every body wanna be that (that)

But where’s the real people at?

(huh?)

So confused what’s image what’s fact

It ain’t what you got, it’s all what you lack

Bring it back now

Now, you could be this or you could be that

How about being normal, perhaps?

It ain’t that hard (Mmm,)

It ain’t that hard (Try ordinary on for size)

Hey, now you could be this or you could be that

Now, you could be that dude or you could be whack

Man, it ain’t that hard

Nah, it ain’t that ha-a-a-a-ard