Swine Flu - Wombat

Oi, where’d everybody go?

Nah, fuck all you cunts

Yeah, fuck all you cunts

At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?

At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?

Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper

Well of course you suck, you’re a poor loser

At war wit' 'em all, who’s up?

Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper

Yeah

You wanna ignore what you been warned

Quick draw, never forfeit 'cause I’m fit for it

I get shit sorted if it’s important

Inglorious and he been snorin'

I been tormented a bit, but I keep soaring to the tip like an eagle

'Vis on her tip, still I’m big ballin'

Wit' a bitch got her teeth all into my neck, then I’m free-fallin'

But you flip when you see me spit on your TV screen

Even your chick got the heebie-jeebs, screamin' a fit like DBZ

Fiendin' a sick with a 3DP in the freezin' heat when it’s three degrees

Wait, I don’t know what I even mean but please repeat so I get me streams

'Cause I need streams, streams-streams-streams

That’s that shit that’ll get me cheese up

Don’t believe me, don’t believe us

I need streams, nah, I need Jesus

All these demons, I can’t keep up

Nah, and I can’t stay sane

Yeah, I said I can’t stay sane

I’m lookin' back on my past thinkin', «Nah, they changed»

Yeah, once was surrounded by hatred

Nowadays people thinkin' I’m crazy lately, how could I blame 'em?

I never been down for the fame

And I never been down for the payments

And I never been down for the count, not an ounce of doubt could be crowned as

the greatest

Ay, 'cause I’m oh, so savage

Go more hard in my promo tracks than your whole album and your solo act

'Cause I flow so mad, G, Frodo Baggins smokin' a cone wit' the photos flashin'

Don’t go classic, you don’t know passion

I bet you won’t go match it

Known to react like I’m 'go-go-Gadget'

Load that ratchet, I’m just jokin'

I’ve grown so passive, don’t go gas it

I be kickin' in my dojo, I’m thinkin' that I’m loco, shows that my foes don’t

practice

I be trippin' on the low, though, stickin' to my post code, spit it wit' my

bros like Alex

That was madness, and Briggsy, you just smashed it, ayy

'Cause we’re gettin' on a level that’s better than ever

Whatever the weather, see me, man, I’m foolish

Actin' cool, but, geez, it was bullshit

Back in school I’d beef with the cool kids

Now I rule like Julius Caesar

And my fuckin' mood swings like a V-Dub

Got a couple new things like a teacher

Gettin' off gasps for his rips like a feature creature

Creep up, greet ya, how nice to meet ya

I’ve come for your soul and the loot

But if patrol’s in pursuit then I bolt like I’m Zeus

So cold, never froze, hold the bazoo— woah

Got a crew sold to the blue soul

Think your true, make emcees fold up and lose

Then I pour salt in the wound, put holes in the booth

Falsely accused told me the truth

That’s swine flu

Swine flu season, cuz

Yeah

Brrah!