[Chorus: [?], Trem One]
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different year (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different years (Yeah, yeah)" (Yeah)
"All I can see are me and my crew" (Yeah)
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit (Yeah, yeah)"
[Verse 1: Trem One]
Ayo, it's helpless, tryin' to withstand the hand I dealt yas
I tower over y'all with more powerlines than Telstra's
Check the punches I jam-packed tracks with
Should've got my own page in Ego Trip's Rap List
It's the catalyst of metaphors
I based my art on havin' skills like the day when it's still played a part
Before this age of gays spittin' verses, I run with kids that used to do armed robs and rip purses
That bitch [?] she rock up to spots with
[?] more likely to shirt-lift before they even shoplift (Serious?)
I rock shit, the top pick, unequal poise
Listen, ain't clearly synonymous with people's choice ([?])
Check your favourite rapper's list of favourites
Bet Trem's in MCs albums that left stages set
Case in point, I'm more than just a jaded vet (C'mon, man)
I hate the scene, I mean, peek the fuckin' state of it (Shit's embarrassin')
But when it comes to drums and flows
This rap appetite grows for destruction on some Guns 'n' Roses
Slash on stage without the guitar chords
And far more scars than a glass score in bar brawls
[Chorus: [?], Trem One & [?], Trem One]
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different year (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different years (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew" (Yeah)
Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beer, one-two, yeah
[Verse 2: Trem One]
I pass any mic check with flyin' colours (A-one-two)
When Trem shit drops, bitch, ditch doubles and buy dozens
'Cause the standards I set define my peers
When it comes to rhyme careers, you're still wet behind the ears
For years, I hear these queers mouthin' off like big shot
Shit pop rappers thinkin' a quipper makes them shit hot (Yeah, [?])
Who's got what? Doesn't bother me, champ
'Cause I was rappin' before you talked to PCs and preamps
Don't get me wrong, I saw the bitches
The only fixtures we were equipped with were decks and realistic mixers
Gifted rappers got a claim for their hard work
You couldn't get a look in like porn sites with passwords
Unless you came with skills prepared to pay dues and fees
These days, it's too few and far between ([?])
Cruisin' this scene will cop 'em props for the worst shit (Yeah, c'mon, man)
I personally ever heard some nerd [?] worshippin' ([?])
I merge words with the [?]
Exhibitin' what to do with mics [?]
I clocked the slot among Melbourne's finest rhymin' stock
Lyrical Commission rip a track till the timer pop (L.C., L.C., [?], what)
[Chorus: [?]]
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different year (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit, different years (Yeah, yeah)"
"All I can see are me and my crew"
"Countin' bills while we chill, sippin' beers, same shit (Yeah, yeah)"
[Outro: Defari]
"My peoples feelin' me, that's what counts the most"
"We keep it tight and do it right, we come up, then we toast"
