Australian - Jehst

We teach the kids how to build it for themselves

Like, Duplo, Lego, Meccano

Start a family business — Tony Soprano

Shifting different cargo, climbing Kilimanjaro

This is classic beauty bitches — Brigitte Bardot

We live and die by the barcode

It’s like life’s a competition to see who can be the biggest arsehole

Used to drive around with a car, load of wax

They talk all about the hab but they don’t know the facts

We broke our backs to promote our tracks

Took all the promoters stacks

Now we older cats, we go back like Golden Axe

Rise from my grave with the pad and pen

We travelled all over the map and then back again

Bag a pen, buddha, bluster, Blue Rizla

More punk than an '82 glue-sniffer

Blacked out on the Crete kung-fu ninja

I paint the Art of War — Sun Tsu scripture

A brand new picture

I’m just a customer who talk like a salesman

Mr. Shotterman have you got the cure for my ailment

The grade turn me upside down — Australian

I’m taking liquor bottle shots to the cranium

To the beat of my own drum I’m marching bruv

So come and have a go, if you think that you’re hard enough

Ten tonne elephant weight

We weighed in waist deep in the sewage of waste

We thick skinned, so underground

Fuck it I’m proud!

Without compromise

But any opportunity knocking is getting optimised

Who are you to knock it you’re all hype

You ain’t really beefing, more like bean burgers and small fries

You fool guys pulling stunts for a little fame

Got a little name, put your portrait in the picture frame

Self-glorification

When you ain’t fucking with nothing that’s abstinence from all forms of

fornication

We can make anything happen, it just takes a little orchestration

Determination, coordination

Organisation in this confusion

Extinction to gender or revolution?

you choosin!

Daffy Daffy Doo in the house

Eat 17 in the house

Project Mooncircle

What up G?

Brimstone, Brimstone

Big Rome