[Verse 1: Ellesquire]
I ain't no rapper with an attitude
That ain't up my alley or my avenue
Climbin' up my ladder to the latitudes
Higher than a jet cabin crew, enigmatic too
You'll find me in a paddy wagon or a padded room
Yet I'm mental as anything once I had a few
Just put me on a stage, in a cage, I'm an animal
Throw you off the saddle like mechanic bulls
Who wanna tackle with the beast?
Man, I tear a track to pieces and I barely break a sweat
When I play a set, sucker better pay the cheque
Yo, we do it for the love, but I gotta pay the rent
Shit, I should be chargin' a higher fee
Mastered the art, no garden variety
Last of a dying breed, long as I can breathe
I will be hard to define like irony
[Hook]
Yo I can't see why
You're gettin' me misunderstood
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all?
Well, it's all good
No I can't see why
You're gettin' me misunderstood
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all?
Well, it's all good
[Verse 2: Jeswon]
You know I ain't no
Run-of-the-mill rapper that's jumpin' up on the bandwagon
Suckers can't fathom the depths of this man's passion
Fuck a ramshackle flashin' a pen, I'll make an amateur scram
We're jam-packin' the jams, with fans clappin' their hands
The magnanimous Fine Young Cannibals
Cannonball this freak, fallin' with no parachute
My attitude's sort of like a preacher at the festival
Got my congregation, now we're tryin' to reach the rest of you
Check it dude, you're wantin' just to set the mood
At your festival, get the shellin' out the cheddar, fool
Promoters up the dough, pay me right, crazy nice
Try to reap the benefits of writin' on these rainy nights
But I'ma make it tight, tighter than the tourniquet
Every word I spit is turnin' heads, yeah, Thundamentals murder shit
Ellesquire burn a spliff, keep the fuckin' purple lit
Honeys down to swerve their hips and show us what they're workin' with
[Hook]
Yo I can't see why
You're gettin' me misunderstood
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all?
Well, it's all good
No I can't see why
You're gettin' me misunderstood
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all?
Well, it's all good
[Verse 3: Tuka]
Hey yo, I ain’t no comin’-of-age rapper chap
A jaw, while you tap a four on a stage, lab or tour
Keep it with my swagger on, but the same
At a fuckin’ tabloid catalogue, or James Packer’s
Pay packet, faint glamour, chain status, ASAP kick
Hey yo, I already made that swish
Up the sound, kept the brain active, the fact is
It’s not about the money, now let’s get this loud and muddy
To a crowd of honeys by the hundreds, while the numpties on some dumb shit
Chuckin’ in the dumpsters, hey yo, I’m bustin’ substance
In the roots are my ancestors, at my best, manifest, grand gestures
Big Village fan, check your capitalist flight, capitalise
I’m grabbin’ the mic, it’s trapped in my mind
I’m back in my prime, a little stink, the back of my hand's
Atop of this guy, never winky-dink, I flip shit, hey yo…
[Hook]
Yo I can't see why (no I can’t see why)
You're gettin' me misunderstood (misunderstood)
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, if it's fresh y'all?
Well, it's all good
No I can't see why (no I can’t see why)
You're gettin' me misunderstood (misunderstood)
But I like it
Can I get a yes y'all, yes y'all?
Well, it's all good
[Outro: Tuka]
Sydney represent, represent
Yo, BV represent, represent
TM represent, represent
Peace
