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Brain In A Blender
03:47
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BRAIN IN A BLENDER (LYRICS)
INTRO
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man.
Everybody got robot rhythm,
Let me see ya do the worm.
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man.
Everybody got robot rhythm,
Let me see ya do the worm.
VERSE 1
I think Iām out of order need a glass of water
Not sure if Iām flora or fauna
Put me in the naughty corner
You oughta leave me on the floor of a sauna
Not quite what the doctor ordered
A polkadot frock with the dots distorted
If you want hot pink we got you sorted
If you bought me a drink it would not be awkward
Hey big Spender wanna buy a lifestyle
Said the crooked eyed guy with the nice smile
I thought why not tightened up my hightops
Now I live my life as a cyclops
CHORUS
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
VERSE 2
Now all I see is rainbows
Under covers in plain clothes
What they say goes
So you better stay close
Well I vibe with these Viking bikies
Bright white stripes of lightning from my Nikes nightly
Iāll be moving it around like ROY G BIV
Need a pot of gold thatās all she is
Cards on the table cards on your tongue
Red heart on your sleeve bleed hard like a drum
Hey big Spender wanna buy a lifestyle
Said the crooked eyed guy with the nice smile
I thought why not tightened up my hightops
Now I live my life as a cyclops
BRIDGE
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man
Everybody got robot rhythm
Let me see ya do the worm
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man
Everybody got robot rhythm
Let me see ya do the worm
CHORUS
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
VERSE 3
True speak that a loonies among us
They do sneaks take spoons from your cupboards
Ruthless type knifers and gunners
Toothless Franks fried do on runners
So grab a weapon yep arm up game on
Send them with their tails between their legs back where they came from
Basically weāre just heading for the sun
We aināt got long left they just heading for your money
Lend it with interest then bend up the truth
Spend your existence descending from youth
Medicine is revenue Iāll give you a scoop
Nah save you the trouble I can lend you a noose
So Daddy had a good job and you had a great childhood
Pocket full of cash no wonder you smile good
Iāll give you some wisdom how long will you keep it
Weāre already dead keep that a secret
BRIDGE
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man
Everybody got robot rhythm
Let me see ya do the worm
Has anybody got a runnin man in āem?
Let me see ya do the runnin man
Everybody got robot rhythm
Let me see ya do the worm
CHORUS
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
I put my brain in a blender
You were there that day you remember
Glass body with the blades in the centre
Out sprayed 28 shades of magenta
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2. |
Run High
03:45
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RUN HIGH LYRICS
VERSE 1
She opens the door to his flat but he isnāt here
All heās left is a chair and some fishing gear
He never mentioned making plans of heading anywhere
Heās definitely gone it makes her wonder did he ever care?
Everybody said theyād never met a better pair
On the dancefloor Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire
Sheās ripping out her hair loyalty is very rare
Staring down a steep set of stairs to the devils lair
Why would he disappear? wasnāt their mission clear
She was happy to raise the kids and he would be an engineer
I guess the best thing to do is learn a lesson here
Never trust anybody even after seven years
It was very weird she found herself in a time and a place she could face her fears
Graced with a face full of tears time to start the pursuit yeah it is what it is
What it is what it is
CHORUS
Heās a highway man on the road to nowhere
Slow down you donāt want to go there
Run highway man run run run
run sheās got your number
And when itās all said and done
your running up the barrel of a gun
Run highway man run
Pulling up and picking up the pieces defeats the purpose
run highway man run
VERSE 2
Can you read body language
Or do you need to see blood on a fang tip
The predator is out on the prowl
Everybody down
Aināt no place you can hide from a lurker
How you gonna hide your face? Burka
Ostrich head in a hole
You can only go backwards mole Twerker
How you gonna win a foot race with a cheater
Balls on the table golden retriever
Nice to meet ya wouldnāt wanna be ya
Leave it to Beaver we got a bleeder
Laying on a bed in regret all he said
Was he wished he could forget that day
But he better remember that a black widow kills her mate when she gets her way
And she always gets her way
CHORUS
Heās a highway man on the road to nowhere
Slow down you donāt want to go there
Run highway man run run run
run sheās got your number
And when itās all said and done
your running up the barrel of a gun
Run highway man run
Pulling up and picking up the pieces defeats the purpose
run highway man run
BRIDGE
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Running to the future running from the past
Running through the alleyways running through the park
Running from the light running to the dark
You keep on running away
Running to the future running from the past
Running through the alleyways running through the park
Running from the light running to the dark
You keep on running away
CHORUS
Heās a highway man on the road to nowhere
Slow down you donāt want to go there
Run highway man run run run
run sheās got your number
And when itās all said and done
your running up the barrel of a gun
Run highway man run
Pulling up and picking up the pieces defeats the purpose
run highway man run
OUTRO
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
Yeah it is what it is it is what it is
And she always gets her way
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GOTTA LYRICS
VERSE 1
They call me stupid crazy
āCos I make music daily
I might be slightly loco
You checked my tunes out lately?
Some people call me BURD
Some people call me Brainy
Iāve got a way with words
Bruce Macavaney
Oh my god Iām a Lord
I was born on the floor of a four-door Ford
Parked on the lawn at the morgue on the corner
Quarter to 4 in the morning
It was morbid for sure
Awkwardly raw
Blunt hacksaw for the chord
Parked on the lawn at the morgue on the corner
Quarter to 4 in the morning
Wet āem up with my SuperSoaker
Dirty big grin like Iām new to poker
Burn one turn one I drew the joker
At around noon when I woke
I found my hope in a pound of dope
On a mountain slope
Where the heads at
Donāt forget Iām a expat
Came from the mainland
Raised on the left map
CHORUS
Every day that I wake up I gotta rhyme
Rendering waves in the cage takes a lotta time
Getting paid but not a slave to the dollar sign
I remain sane ācos I donāt stay for the bottom line
Old enough to know better
Young enough to not give a fuck
I donāt trust a go-getter
Motherfuckers will give you up
Aināt gonna learn no lesson
Spend all my time spitting brah
THC and Iām reppinā
In the studio in the pub
VERSE 2 (Fusion)
Oi... Fuck off/
I don't fuck with you cunts and your love songs/
And if I'm drunk on the Bundy and Ruskov/
I'm coming for blood like her time of the month's hot/
Leaving these rapper's dreams in the ashes/
Each track I drop's like unleashing the Kraken/
I'm leading the pack with unbeatable passion/
And stronger spirit than Green Fairy Absinthe/
I'm... back at it again/
Lurk at the back with a pad and a pen/
Work on a track till I'm haggard, incensed/
But happy that it'll be snappin' ya neck/
When the window shattering bass hits, son/
Till ya screw facing, lookin like ya face lift's fucked/
And ya mates sit, tucking their chains in, cunt/
Afraid like I am of a baby bump/
When I grab the mic, it's the start of the lesson/
Put ya hands up, I'm not asking a question/
Put ya hands up, I won't ask it again/
Or I'll mark you for death, put your ass in detention/
Uh... Hit the verse like an earthquake/
Surgeon of words, shit burns from the first take/
Murkin a verse while lurking Burd Brain/
But still not quite of his birth name/
Uh.... Mental in the brain/
Burning effigies together with enemies at the steak/
I'm definitely deranged, the devil's in me to stay/
Eternally till I'm sentenced to burn away in the flames/
Ah, better ventilate shit when I get on stage/
Already steaming like I'm up in Adelaide/
Scrawling, I'm drawing the scene in like Anime/
Faggot made rappers will crumple like cellophane
CHORUS
Every day that I wake up I gotta rhyme
Rendering waves in the cage takes a lotta time
Getting paid but not a slave to the dollar sign
I remain sane ācos I donāt stay for the bottom line
Old enough to know better
Young enough to not give a fuck
I donāt trust a go-getter
Motherfuckers will give you up
Aināt gonna learn no lesson
Spend all my time spitting brah
THC and Iām reppinā
In the studio in the pub
VERSE 3 (Butter D)
I stay faded, my brains changin
On the nod don't wanna be awakened
Never snitched but I'm makin a statement
And sayin if theyre deep in the rocks ima cave em
Tried not to give em any clues,
next minute see my face on the vigilante news
And i didnt plan to shoot but I hit em and i move
Went n opened em up like you did a can of soup uhh..
In Tas got around a lot
Lived bottom and the middle and now the top
Nothin for me in Glenorchy so i got the fuck out
Still got people yellin out at my mums house
I aint there, better off messagin
Enemies decapitated so i got ahead of em
No protectin from son like melanin
So I stay burnin a verse for the hell of it
Had it hard cos your father'd belt ya
I was gettin on the shard in the shelter
Now I'm writin my bars I'm realizin at last
I was blind from the spark like a welder
Aint takin names theres no real foes
Told em whats up at 16 and they still know
On pills i aint got no chill though
Aint killed nobody yet but i will though
CHORUS
Every day that I wake up I gotta rhyme
Rendering waves in the cage takes a lotta time
Getting paid but not a slave to the dollar sign
I remain sane ācos I donāt stay for the bottom line
Old enough to know better
Young enough to not give a fuck
I donāt trust a go-getter
Motherfuckers will give you up
Aināt gonna learn no lesson
Spend all my time spitting brah
THC and Iām reppinā
In the studio in the pub
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4. |
Numbers
01:21
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NUMBERS LYRICS
VERSE
Numbers yeah itās just numbers on a screen
Numbers yeah itās just numbers on a screen
Gotta sign a piece of paper with a pen to apply for rental
And if I get it after they check my credit
I gotta sign up for a direct debit
Slave away make some plans
Make some friends shake some hands
End of the week get paid again then make your way to the ATM
Iām number your a number
Numbers on a screen
Sheās a number heās a number
Numbers on a screen
They gave a credit card to me
They gave me numbers on a screen
They seem to charge a lot of fees
To keep your numbers on a screen
Numbers yeah itās just numbers on a screen
Numbers yeah itās just numbers on a screen
I could be the perfect tenant
Iāll even take care of the yard if I get it
And if I get it after they check my credit
I got a signup for a direct debit
Slave away make some plans
Make some friends shake some hands
End of the week get paid again then make your way to the ATM
Iām number your a number
Numbers on a screen
Sheās a number heās a number
Numbers on a screen
They gave a credit card to me
They gave me numbers on a screen
They seem to charge a lot of fees
To keep your numbers on a screen
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POSTCARD BANDIT LYRICS
INTRO
Skip the mic check lets get the show started
Fill up my chest with breathe to flow harder
Spit a tight set respect is pro rata
Big night heads expect to go nanas
Pick up my cheque I spend it no drama
Drinkin five Becks breathe test I blow nada
Kid try to flex I step with no armour
If I am dead I meant to go martar
BRIDGE
I spend it no drama lets get the show started
breathe test I blow nada breathe to flow harder
Step with no armour respect is pro rata
I meant to go martar expext to go nanas
CHORUS
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
Not aloud in bars my bros are all band 'n
Security guards all posted up standard
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
This beat be dope like mozart jammed it
Big flow sink boat leave coast guard stranded
VERSE
What a savage ya gotta manage ya body language better
Get a bit of a better level of edicate Level headedness
Lack there of intellegence that feral pack
Demographic automatic when they at it
Stoppit, stuck in a game of coppers and robbers
We failin to stop and the coppers are failin to stop us
They wanna cuff us and chuck us up in the lock up
We lost the dogs n rock up n what up I gotta chop up
Rule number seven always park the Xf
In the getaway position if ya dont wanna go to prison
I guess it worked I've only ever been there to visit
My thoughts on prison fuck the system
I spent my teenage years in Beaconsfield a crazy spot
Alley ways on every side of the park to get away from cops
People always askin me if we were gettin chased alot
Deal or be dealt to and you were chasin what?
CHORUS
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
Not aloud in bars my bros are all band 'n
Security guards all posted up standard
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
This beat be dope like mozart jammed it
Big flow sink boat leave coast guard stranded
VERSE
Ayo Ayo watch the roster
Burd Brain's the bawse and I'm off the monsters
The jobs on the plots what i got
We join dot to dot tell em whats up what is
Alot of aussie rappers needa cop a gobber stopper to the choppers
Then I roll up and I drop a couple lobbers on em
Promise that I do it proppa when I'm on em and I'm gunna wander
Over tell em that i wanna watch em vomit from it
WHAT Guess what your mad and I'm not
Guess what WHAT shake no hands with no cops
Guess what your not a man your a dog
Guess what WOOF we plan to not stop
No comment til I vomit
Don't got a name and I don't got a wallet
As for you though I know what it is
Take a look at yaself your a dirty rotton pig
CHORUS
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
Not aloud in bars my bros are all band 'n
Security guards all posted up standard
No Respect for bars like I'm post card bandit
No respect for bars like my flows are random
This beat be dope like mozart jammed it
Big flow sink boat leave coast guard stranded
Chat Conversation End
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7. |
Resillience
02:14
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