Can't breathe no air in my lane Look in the eyes, you can stare in the pain My brain feels scary again Cause all I see is Mary and Jane What's that? Who's this? Ask questions but you don't know shit My flow make fans jump up and down on the same spot like a pogo stick Just like the yo-yo did Every second kid do that yo-yo shit Tryna fuck with the money and the fame like Austin You lost your mojo bitch Why you hating? If you grinding then why you skating? And I got more lines than central station Ayy Seize like a Samurai Schemes that I memorise Eager to feast on these MCs Gotta get a feed, yeah, the level's high Keeping their head in line Bleed with this scene that I terrorize See through their web of lies I'ma beast like an enterprise Creep in the dead of night Weed that we set a light Sleep as I dream of a better life See where the demons and devils lie Wombat's back better know Gacked out the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows Wombat's back better know Gacked at the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows Okay I don't play soccer but the bars I'll loan ya (Barcelona) Prolly why I kick goals on the net Boxed in the corner with dark aromas Kush gets pushed till it’s rollin ya head Like ugh, tell em that I’m all straight up Give em what they want like Russ Never been fussed what the whole world thinks of us From a place where we call mates cunt Being straight up Huh Swearing to God Right now you could get aired on a rock Bear when I drop the Grylls ya so grope your drugs like bugs on the hair of a dog That's ticks Luggage Over ya head High off nuggets Stoned to the death Bros to the right Hoes to the left Me and Wombat putting smoke in the chest Bruh What's that it's a Wombat Never gotta second to froth because I'm off tap Every single record and I'm on track And I bomb that I reckon that they reckon I've gone back And I combat And I'm not gonna stop I drop a hot rap dog Gotcha popping along And you nodding a lot And I'm dropping 'em off On a rocket off to the top And I'm not gonna drop Lock I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You cunts go fuck yourselves I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You cunts go fuck yourselves you’re welcome
This is so sick. Then the DJ picks the shittest beat and nearly fucks it. Honestly, it's one of the worst beats I've ever heard and it's made even more obvious by how hard the first one is
To anyone who asked I'm not sure on the beats used but a lot of the verses can be found within Underrated by ChillinIT feat. Wombat. Other verses are from various songs of their own/some past freestyles&cyphers
Whoop whoop 🙌 no spaz just a sick lad.. chillinit on that #1B1T shit😝 these k*nts r the 🥩est 🔥🔥🔥 420 4life my brutha Can’t wait Noosa 16th get lit with these mfs 😜😈
Can't breathe no air in my lane Look in the eyes, you can stare in the pain My brain feels scary again Cause all I see is Mary and Jane What's that? Who's this? Ask questions but you don't know shit My flow make fans jump up and down on the same spot like a pogo stick Just like the yo-yo did Every second kid do that yo-yo shit Tryna fuck with the money and the fame like Austin You lost your mojo bitch Why you hating? If you grinding then why you skating? And I got more lines than central station Seize like a Samurai Schemes that I memorise Eager to feast on these MCs Gotta get a feed, yeah, the level's high Keeping their head in line Bleed with this scene that I terrorize See through their web of lies I'ma beast like an enterprise Creep in the dead of night Weed that we set a light Sleep as I dream of a better life See where the demons and devils lie Wombat's back better know Gacked out the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows Wombat's back better know Gacked at the back of the show Go pack me a cone Nah actually no Let me come back with a rack to the nose As I spaz with the flows I don't play soccer but the bars I'll loan ya (Barcelona) Prolly why I kick goals on the net Boxed in the corner with dark aromas Kush gets pushed till it’s rollin ya head Like ugh, tell em that I’m all straight up Give em what they want like Russ Never been fussed what the whole world thinks of us From a place where we call mates cunt Being straight up Huh Swearing to God Right now you could get aired on a rock Bear when I drop the Grylls ya so grope your drugs like bugs on the hair of a dog That's ticks Luggage Over ya head High off nuggets Stoned to the death Bros to the right Hoes to the left Me and Wombat putting smoke in the chest What's that it's a Wombat Never gotta second to froth because I'm off tap Every single record and I'm on track And I bomb that I reckon that they reckon I've gone back And I combat And I'm not gonna stop I drop a hot rap dog Gotcha popping along And you nodding a lot And I'm dropping 'em off On a rocket off to the top And I'm not gonna drop Lock I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You cunts go fuck yourselves I'm a rain like I run the realm The thunder fell No love and I come from hell The underworld Their bars don't function well We run the realm You cunts go fuck yourselves
got dreams of a jet black Chrysler, inside colours of a red back spider Start off 2018 with a 5 stack, get it heavy, get it 10 racks higher I feel like the shit, Ronaldo brother, I'm real like Madrid Get Messi like Lionel, spin on your vinyl Wax, I cut facts I'm DJ Khaled, I'm the best Steve Waugh in the slips, still Shane Warne on a pitch Still raw with the spit, still spin words on a pitch Still hit verses for 6, try catch this Bust raps with a recipe like Crusty Crab The stars under the rock like Patrick And the bar straight over your head So I spit this Olympic flow, it's gymnastic Your bars like the lips and tits of Kim, Kylie and Kris Legit, they all plastic Said he raps good, but he rap shit Brother looking like an MC Catfish Can't be stopped, can't be dropped Like I'm Roy Jones Jr., I'm the carbon copy Hard to stop, the juggernaut packs a punch Run around like a Nazi zombie [Wombat: Verse 6] Yeh, but I'm sick of these silly cunts Shit I'm the bitter one Spit like a Minigun With a bit of luck [?] Got a mini buzz Pick it up like a ciggie butt Kick it in the middle of a city that is in a rush We don't fuss Think I give a shit? Couldn't give a fuck Tick us up Gotta get a mix of the sticky bud So they wanna mimic us But the jig is up [ChillinIt: Verse 7] I'm lost in the Safari with writers block I light the pot, still got chrome for the beef, lad Fuck with the party You're Microsoft I'm Firefox I Mac your books on a beat, lad I space bars apart to try shift, control, alt, delete that On keyboards I blow like C4 I tell 'em I spit raw, the whole crowd repeats that Catch that shit like a virus, smokin' a Billy Ray Cyrus I'm the Osiris You don't wanna touch my style It's hench Get clenched like pliers I'll race car drive ya Back into 2016 One of my bars worth 20 16’s 26 grams 26 teens Fast forward four years here's 26 G's [Wombat: Verse 8] Cause I'm set to collide with the beat like a meteorite Jeez I'm a beast I could eat 'em alive As I'm fiend and feasting my piece of the pie Now show me who's even competing with I Show you who's a vegan ? To the meat on the side like it's easy to find Wombat's deep in the grime with the speed And you see we compete You we leaving behind Oh you say They got flows for days You don't notice So they're So overplayed Go home I'm the dopest There's no debate You can't fuck with it Go mark a bit Cause I'm calm as I spark the spliff don't start ya shit Yeah Cause I'm calm as I spark the spliff don't start ya shit [ChillinIt: Verse 9] Raindrop, drop top I got Migos to pass the weed I'm not offset, but I set off with the takeoff Probably why the hottie gotta body like Cardi B Bob Marley, I pass the weed Pass the tree, 'cause my lyrics are a masterpiece You can find me in the house like I'm Ali G And I got a motherfuckin' ounce like I'm Charlie Sheen Fuck my ex, I can't stand her, argh Fuck my friends, I ain't Chandler, argh First names Blake, not Adam See me travellin' the longest yards, I'm A. Sandler, argh I was in a hotel loungin' Me and Baggsy were smokin' cones And now I'm tryna get a bag on my broken bone I'm livin' like a rockstar like I'm Post Malone [Wombat: Verse 10] Wombat's back better know Wombat's back better know I get ready for the cycle, gotta hand steady Ned Kelly with the rifle Give me a second to set Get it right cool Heading for ya belly and I'm ready for survival Wrecking any others They're my enemies and rival's I'm not ya regular fella I'm headed for their vitals By now should definitely heard of me By now it's an urgent emergency Right now I'm determined to murder the scene Til' I'm murked and I'm burnt to the third degree Coz the serpents have heard that it's purgery You wanna talk back but they boy can't rap They will get gassed like a surgery When the verse gets trapped in ya circuitry
