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Chorus
I'm bringin dexies back
they're so much cheaper than a bag of crack
so i won't ever have to hit the sack
I'm might just crush them up and have a rack
Verse 1
When I step in the pub I'll be buzzin like a bee hive
Showing everybody love rushing on the D5
Beer goes down like a glass of water
and I f%$k like a champ you can ask your daughter
motormouth mother f%$cker I dont stutter my speech
and I'm looking pretty pale I been at it for weeks
chain smokin winnie blues and I'm chewin some gum
no ADD i just do it for fun
on top of my game when i feel like this
for the next 5 days I'ma feel like shit
If you love droppin dexies clench your fist
dont worry bout sleep you can give it a miss
suicidal thoughts what I do last night
feel my heart beat my chest real tight
this pills are lasting way to long I'll have to smoke a thousand bongs
Chorus
I'm bringin dexies back
they're so much cheaper than a bag of crack
so i won't ever have to hit the sack
I'm might just crush them up and have a rack
Verse 2
Well I'm 10 times smarter and 9 times stronger
get me in the sack I'll last 5 times longer
can't eat can't sleep got mud guts
they give these to kids these doctors are are dumb cunts
they cause anxiety aggression and depression but i still keep droppin em i never learn my lesson
you can chase up some coke or pay double for speed
I'ma drink a 6 pack and drop a couple of D's
so whats ya name Linburd emcee
who do ya roll with BYP
where are you from 6163
are these things gunna work just wait you'll see
so whats your name its niccy fear
and who do you roll with OGF crew
and where ya from like just around here
how many do ya want I can only get 2
Chorus
I'm bringin dexies back
they're so much cheaper than a bag of crack
so i won't ever have to hit the sack
I'm might just crush them up and have a rack
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Verse 1
Ayo I burn cunts better call a himen fireman
pussies die when I line em and dynamite em
got the best bars tight lines telstra service
you need better bars your all virgin learners
burd cage burners I work in a furnace
deep underground but I lurk near the surface
perth is my personal circus
All you clowns get drowned and emerced in my verses
rappin is your job take a day off work less
plastic see through dull edge perspex
they cant handle the anthem
so I'ma kidnap fans make plans for the ransom
Shit happens with valium and zanex
pull out my wang make ya G spot panic
its automatic I'm some sought of falic
symbol quite nimbol when I let loose at it
Chorus
I could make ya head spin propper
enter the realm of the 10 pill popper
nada what I gotta tell to a copper
chop up the weed pen me tree lopper
straight from the bottom of the pile
I'm rockin out def when I rock all style
Straight from the bottom to the top
pop another lobber no bother dont stop
Verse 2
They call me big macadocious pimp hand forocious
five fingers of flame kick back explosive
impact ya nose if ya miss a pavement
keep my hoes on the lawn reticulation
yeh you know me as Sean the only fly motherfucker on a street
with a dime piece mowin his lawn
and landscaping pullin out weeds
one pourin up my liquor and another she be pullin out weed
please even if you think you are
you aint really even fit to light a pimp cigar
built bigger than the kid Brett Hart
ans I'm bout to shoot my kids on you like Chris Benour
Harsh kinda like a billy of res
Take ya breath away like a horse kick to the chest
I want the biggest of breasts up in the littlest dress
I got you chicken head chicken fed given me eggs
Chorus
I could make ya head spin propper
enter the realm of the 10 pill popper
nada what I gotta tell to a copper
chop up the weed pen me tree lopper
straight from the bottom of the pile
I'm rockin out def when I rock all style
Straight from the bottom to the top
pop another lobber no bother dont stop stop
Verse 3
Ayo theres no one more real on the mic than Deezy
takin emcees down quicker than the desert easy
f%$k it desert eagle point blank when he speaks to you
no cielings in this house get so high you can't reach the dude
just preach the truth no wack c%$ts reach the booth
DS fam's name ringin a bell
if not then you really aint livin too well
its either that or you live in a well your not feelin too well
a sick cunt not like me though ya down in ya cells
I'm up in my bars set on the stars
get the message I be headin for Mars
put ya head in a jar then I get in the car
need a second just to get it to start
take a weapon just to get to my heart
even then your gunna step in the dark
I keep ahead of every emcee leave em dead in the past
dont regret em just forget em they could never get past
Chorus
I could make ya head spin propper
enter the realm of the 10 pill popper
nada what I gotta tell to a copper
chop up the weed pen me tree lopper
straight from the bottom of the pile
I'm rockin out def when I rock all style
Straight from the bottom to the top
pop another lobber no bother dont stop stop stop
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Verse 1
My brain simmers like microwave dinners
hate beginners chasin women high grade pillar
product for the market hunger pain starvin
wanna know my name well that depends who's askin
step to the crime scene tamper with the evidence
big squirt of visene stomp like elephants
steppin up to my team roll like presidents
tele on the wide screan holds no relevents
back to the old school shake hands firmly
look me in the eye if you ever try to burn me
the burd with the worm you know I rise early
fly with a burley smile quite pearly
ching watch this kids windmill swing
bling bling ding a ling on ya chinny chin chin
never clip my wings the outlaw glider
step into the ring with the southpaw fighter
Verse 2
Yo I trippin out wiggin out 3 in the mornin
take caution my brain stallin
but I'm still ballin whilin out no definition
to the lines I'm spittin but I'm still kickin
still blitzin you better listen cunt when I'm spittin drunk
slurrin words like I never give a f%$k uh
I got flow like I'm packin a punch
I'm born as the devil raised in the heavens
remembered as a legend I'm down to the end son
brewin up a storm just somethin out of the norm
I'm life after death like I've died and was reborn
Chorus
Runnin from the sun playin hind and go seek
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Runnin from the sun playin hide and go seek
The only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Its early in the mornin but its too late to go to sleep
too late to be blazin weed too late to be countin sheep
what I'm sayin is
ts early in the mornin but its too late to go to sleep
too late to be blazin weed too late to be countin sheep
what I'm sayin is
Verse 3
Its like 24/7 with a heavy course weapon
a steady floor steppin I'm a petty poor peasant
yo my brain is fried its burned alive
cone after cone of that grown inside
yo its that hydro skunk so f%$kin light it up
I'm that hypo c%$t without the tightest blunt
so what push crew we aint motherf%$kin finished yet
spittin while we kickin habits like a cigerette
on the internet known to spit a set
bring ya best you invest never get respect
got the token text just didnt know it yet
didnt pose a threat just a bogan with a polo neck
place ya poker bet see how stoned ya get
its Big Tybes I'm the motherf%$kin local wreck
in the zone on my throne in the stormy sea
on my own or punchin cones with Paulie P
Verse 4
While emcees are yawning at 3 in the morning
I pull the wig off spin it off and Shane Warne them
ignore them spit more flem with more than
ya average aboriginal fortune
slick talkin got you quick walkin
and my clique's talkin cos we footballin
all my hoody pushed up with the spliff drawin
all night on the drink next day with the shrink
gettin high like a blimp hang out with David Lynch
stay blue like velvet booze type health kick
noongah glue health stick bell fast bell shit
Original Fortune Paulie P Back Yard Posse Sozai no sleep
Original Fortune Paulie P Back Yard Posse Sozai no sleep
Chorus
Its early in the mornin but its too late to go to sleep
too late to be blazin weed too late to be countin sheep
what I'm sayin is
Runnin from the sun playin hind and go seek
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Runnin from the sun playin hide and go seek
The only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Verse 5
Euthenasia in our skill ill raps will kill
introduce you to the music bangin beats ya feel
we fryin like steaks baked medium rare
its 6 of the sickest emcees we don't care
number 1 be scared be aware of Niccy Fear
If ya hiding in the dark it won't help he's here
number 2 in the crew Big Tybes big rhymes
bringin music to ya ears like windchimes
number 3 its me I'm the realest emcee
I take you to another place and set ya free
number 4 be the rawest to hit the floor
Linburd he's the rawkus that torches all
number 5 freeze time stop ya dead in ya tracks
Paulie P taken the scene unforeseen attacks
number 6 mad tricks with the tick tick boom
production like this shine on kid kid shroomz
Chorus
Runnin from the sun playin hind and go seek
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Runnin from the sun playin hide and go seek
The only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Its early in the mornin but its too late to go to sleep
too late to be blazin weed too late to be countin sheep
what I'm sayin is
Its early in the mornin but its too late to go to sleep
too late to be blazin weed too late to be countin sheep
what I'm sayin is
Its early in the mornin
Runnin from the sun playin hind and go seek
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep
Its early in the mornin
Runnin from the sun playin hind and go seek
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep what
the only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep what
only time I'm up early is when I don't sleep what
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Chorus
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
We're gunna get that pussy wet, do the fingerbang
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
Not gunna put it in just yet do the fingerbang
Verse
This will only take a second listen up its easy
when its properly done nobody will ever call you sleazy
we fingerbang on the daily, fingerbang on the weekly
wont hear this on the radio wont see this on the TV
now listen
I leave it wet for ya boy later
dont worry bout ya toys and ya vibrators
fingerbang sees five fingers all five flavours
got it like that I'ma pull ya strings
Vagina violin rockin jewels and rings
have a little look might've left some bling
holdin my hand tryna pull it in
but you got a boyfriend go have sex with him
Bridge
Fellas shake it out
Fellas shake it out we got that 5 finger discount
Ladies loosen up we got that 5 finger discount
Fellas shake it out
Ladies loosen up
Fellas shake it out
ladies loosen up we got that
Chorus
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
We're gunna get that pussy wet, do the fingerbang
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
Not gunna put it in just yet do the fingerbang
Verse
get your index and your middle finger keep em close
you can fingerbang with your fingers you cant fingerbang with your toes
fingerbang to the left, fingerbang to the right
fingerbang if its loose you can fingerbang if its tight
now blow my whistle
Understand this bang so simple
your a star I'ma make you twinkle
Undivided you say your single
even if ya not I'ma make you feel hot
My cocain tingle the best on the block
Get you wetter than the weather when the rain don't stop
I remain on top make the pussy say pop
that fingerbang is what the ladies want
Chorus
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
We're gunna get that pussy wet, do the fingerbang
Do the fingerbang, do the fingerbang
Not gunna put it in just yet do the fingerbang
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Burd Brain half man half animal
born in an alley way ratbag avenue
this means I got a ratbag attitude
no big surprise that I grew up to be a rapper too
Hammy Hill got barb wire fence
Every boy in the hood got half fried friends
they would smoke more but you can't light stems
and nobody leaves til the shard pipe bends
wipper wang terrorist, gang bang specialist
cruisin in a white VN up mount everest
standing on the apex thinking I'm the cleverest
sleep when a dead I'm alive so I never rest
not sober when I fight you
pool stick retna high IQ
curve ball strike one strike two
I'm way too fly so I glide right through
I'm ghost Nicholas Patrick
Swayzee with the rap script but this aint a act bitch
when I feel the beat hit make me spit with a fat lip
ratbag kid around me keep your baggy zipped
26 red baggy jeans thats some hammy shit
no flexifit just little clips at the back of it
cross coloured up starter caps this is how we did
kicks with the ticks make em quick when they gank ya shit
Aaw shit guess who's back like the small pox
heavy hittin like a sack full of door knobs
hit the pad write a blockbuster
small time terrorist hit ya pad in a crop duster
what fucker I'm the bomb your the lack luster
damn it I'm a snatch grabber you a sack toucher
faggot I'm a dank puffer you a sack toucher
get it I'm a roast dinner you a packed luncher
I kick back and smoke it up like some black rubber
hit the ..... and slow it down like a bad puncher
we in the belly of the beast like its last supper
13 deep and we eatin like the last supper
my dad came from a long line of black hunters
your dad came from a long line of black hunters
I chin check a red neck tryna act gutter
get it in then i bail out like a bank brother
No actin right too concerned with appetite
infacuated by a maccas sign apple pie
it seems I overdosed on diet coke and tried to smoke some dope
that turned my life colidascope am I a joke
only funny with a punchline
but trust me aint nuthin funny when its lunchtime
miss mack sent a gift pack with nick nacks
six jacks n tick tacks n pig fat so sit back
sickest emcee's in the west no contestant
game so tight no host no contestant
I catch phrases like Burgo in this bitch
while you catch aids like ya murdering ya bitch eeeeeeew
Aw shit, mr Ds on the murder route
The superstar rapper that you never heard about
I don't even lift but I got your girl around
And she's tryna bench press my weights... Work it out
we a force like gravity ya have to except that
now she's always goin down manic depressent huh
Your crew has sleepovers, fluff pillows and talk on em
Me and Sean like sub zero and scorpion
Clean the floor with Nuff rappers then walk on em
My balls the shit, your mouths playing the porcelain - pause
That's a mouthful, house rules
Brang it back home cuz the South needs a scoundrel
Now I plot the future while I'm living in a flash back
You compile your deepest thoughts and stick em in a hash tag
Dumb, and I ain't getting with that
So I'm out, classic A with the tip of the hat like that
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I'm on a crash course I need direction recorrection
I lost my mind lost my road map need an intervention
need to release the tension I'm been meanin to mention
tunnel vision got me guessin every intersection
see me in the reflection you call me candy man
I got evil intentions automotive avolanche
you're losin years every second through the bandage
dents in the doors don't display all the damage (done)
crash course course crash burd cage burners produce more ash
smoke bellow flame yellow raw fact whats that
you bought crack now your lungs all back you're wack
bumper to bumper I'm undermined and under paid
multiply divide its all a numbers game
a hundred ways to die doin a hundred k's
time flies through the eyes of a hurricane
Chorus
On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush
Verse 2
I'm that 3 zone misfit I speak flows wicked
and I see so clear that my speech goes vivid
peeps treat my tracks like its tevo vision
so i repeat raps and watch your weed go missin
I don't reach no limits and I leave no witness
I hit beast mode switch and then unleash blows vicious
emcees no gimmicks over cheap clone lyrics
get thrown in the trash like some week old biscuits
you gotta hit them with a what the f%$ks up now
get split with some nun chucks and clipped like a buzz cut
time to run a muck I'm encaged in ya burbs
blazin the words in the cage with the burd
its a danger to earth but I'm savin the world
I invade your DNA amd put plagues in your cells
I'm enraged with the fakers that lack thor
claimin they rap raw smash lords'll take your flash porche
Chorus
On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush
Verse 3
My rhymes are dynamite you try to find a guy as nice
as Harv up on the microphone the silence grows sparks colide
half these guys are part desgized I'm passing lines like nah its fine
a mastermind who crafted wise delivery at bargain price
hard to find kid with the quiver of the sharpest five
cast a fly straight flush suck em up pass the prize
ask me why I'm here I'll tell a bunch of lies end up on die
the fuck on out the frame with my knuckles high duckin swipes
cry and put ya head low and glide through a set load
of fresh for ya deck in effect check steps
I'ma echo through the block cross the Westgate Bridge
contagious with a strain of that ape shit wasted
hate bred heathen who sleeps in your basement
disgraced with the state of the scene that he's placed in
creatin a base for his team of invaders
crazed with an aim to keep it invasive
Chorus
On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush
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Snipes I go hard in the booth I always come wit it
oh you wanna f%$k with the shooter bitch then come get it
I'm original I always got somethin different
everything bigger in texas my nuts are hung different
12 hours straight in the studio with Linney I don't play
no windows in that bitch kid cutty is it night or day
the booths cloud 9 all the time cos its how I stay
stay away with all the drama you tryna blow my high away
I've slept on the hard dirt puttin the hard work
to increase the amount of how much are my bars worth
I can see the bitch in you come on step up to the plate
I bring it to you hard trick east Dallas White Rock Lake
I love this hip hop music not in it for the fame G
I'm usually pretty chilled you don't wanna see me angry
Hip hop's turned gay look man don't blame me
I speak so much truth the government probably wanna hang me
Verse 2
Every clown in P town wanna be down where the circus at
come round anytime brother where my lurkers at
they're probably burnin crack still tryna learn to rap
lightglobe gymnastics yeh thats one way to hurt your back
under the radar I'm creepin in nameless
chasin my dreams so I'm sleepin in trainers
if ya see me you can throw up your dubs not in a cali way
SnipeShooter reppin the south no where near Adelaide
I'm a big tough rapper up on facebook chat
when i hit the space bar hear my speakers go blat a tat tat
so what you lookin at muf%$ckers come get it
I'm bringin D's back and a buzz come wit it
when you riding the dick like a bikie chick
i get high air max nike tick
fat white line to sniff show me where the cypher is
lifes a bitch stick in one digit make her come wit it
Verse 3
Say Burd Man what have ya heard man yeh
Hip hop these days is full of these nerds man
all these pencil pushin pussies need a curfew
I'll put them in a bad place with nobody to turn to
these joints will burn through they need to learn fool
that all that lying gon come back haunt and burn you
yeh so dry up your eye lids theres no time for crying
my lines are designed to set fire where your hiding
and we know where you're residing our style you'll be biting
striking nightly quick like its lightning
I stick to my nikes my lunch box is empty
the king of the party i'm drunk off the pepsi and rum
now your done time to run the land of guns is where I'm from
these girls love my pogo stick cos I make them come
come with it now push the fader to the upper limit
got your eyes on the prize then come get it
bitch come wit it
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Captain Nut Buster ft. SlackJaw, Bentman, Soma, Max White, Cortext, Paulie P, Nate Deezy, Greeley, Aero D, Big Toasty, Strange Neighbour
05:25
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A collection of tracks that bang from the cage.
released May 27, 2013