"triple j Bars Of Steel" lyrics
Vodka in my mouth while I shower in Guatemala
Fresh vegetables from the market but I don't have to barter
No canned tomato in my passata
McDonald's on every corner
Me I'm more like ya mum's lasagna
Pussy squelch like stepping in a wet bog
Burning peat bricks with my granny we singing rebel songs
I got a house with the stairs gosh
While they at the train station having stare offs
These rappers so lost, set a flare off
They didn't do that shit and if they did it sounds red hot
Maybe I'll forgive but I forget not
Cos' I got a chip on my shoulder like your Xbox
By the time my flesh rots, we are not comparable
Never heard you on the airwaves must be my aerial
My albums all collectable
Collect em all
Standing next ya'll
It's got me feeling extra tall
Put you under like where Arial's from
Man that girl kinda plain it's like that Arial font
Might get my excavator ticket for your burial plot
And take your flowers sorry I dunno where they've all gone
I'm a heretic
I eat spiders eggs benedict
On Halloween on a full moon with a scary witch
Because she got a pair of tits
We linking at the cauldron
Shoot first ask questions later, Alec Baldwin
I don't wanna socialize recording til the morning
Guess I got the bug, but not the same as Magic Johnson
Fucked women from the movies but I haven't watched em
They keep coming to the shows and I don't have to comp em
Excuse me son, you thought I was done
I'ma come back like some herpes
Can't fib to the fans, I give them the naked truth
I know they're pervy
About 15 plaques in my cupboard
I need like a hundred and thirty
Touring UK, US still share hotel
Rooms feel like Bert and Ernie
I've been on this journey
This shit too fun gotta thank my girly
Thanks for the patience
I took her on a plane trip north
Her hair went curly
Feel I'm the greatest
Still gotta prove that, I'm the attorney
Can't rest my case, 'til the jury take off their bras
And the judge is twerking
Holy moly, I got addicted to birdies
Hit a hole in 1 just cos I'm insecure and she used to curve me
Holy moly, been fighting these drug demons since early
Break Xanax like Anzac biscuits
I bite down on a perky
They never pulled up to the Woolworth's without
No money with nothing but lint
That girl heard me rap one time and it stole her heart they dusting for prints
I'll never be all buff like ChillinIt
Even though I live right under the gym
I can't sing like Kid Laroi but I'm much more funny than him
So well dressed like Kanye West
But I adore them Jews
I'm not competitive with these rappers
I got my own issues
How the fuck I win so much game rigged so much
I was born to lose
Bitch I got guts
Intestinal fortitude
Let me take you back to dead end jobs, Nandos, pizza
Factory line
Burgers, call centre and 7/11
It was only a matter of time
Even did party supplies, supplying the party
Again when I'm rapping these lines
Self belief is like a smack in a condom
Something you carry inside
Make some rhymes, spread em out wide
Book some flights, take them touring
She came in the room with the smoky eyes
Ooh she look alluring
That's my story, luck is a lady
I'm always bedding
And like your dad at the massage parlour
I need that happy ending
Fresh vegetables from the market but I don't have to barter
No canned tomato in my passata
McDonald's on every corner
Me I'm more like ya mum's lasagna
Pussy squelch like stepping in a wet bog
Burning peat bricks with my granny we singing rebel songs
I got a house with the stairs gosh
While they at the train station having stare offs
These rappers so lost, set a flare off
They didn't do that shit and if they did it sounds red hot
Maybe I'll forgive but I forget not
Cos' I got a chip on my shoulder like your Xbox
By the time my flesh rots, we are not comparable
Never heard you on the airwaves must be my aerial
My albums all collectable
Collect em all
Standing next ya'll
It's got me feeling extra tall
Put you under like where Arial's from
Man that girl kinda plain it's like that Arial font
Might get my excavator ticket for your burial plot
And take your flowers sorry I dunno where they've all gone
I'm a heretic
I eat spiders eggs benedict
On Halloween on a full moon with a scary witch
Because she got a pair of tits
We linking at the cauldron
Shoot first ask questions later, Alec Baldwin
I don't wanna socialize recording til the morning
Guess I got the bug, but not the same as Magic Johnson
Fucked women from the movies but I haven't watched em
They keep coming to the shows and I don't have to comp em
Excuse me son, you thought I was done
I'ma come back like some herpes
Can't fib to the fans, I give them the naked truth
I know they're pervy
About 15 plaques in my cupboard
I need like a hundred and thirty
Touring UK, US still share hotel
Rooms feel like Bert and Ernie
I've been on this journey
This shit too fun gotta thank my girly
Thanks for the patience
I took her on a plane trip north
Her hair went curly
Feel I'm the greatest
Still gotta prove that, I'm the attorney
Can't rest my case, 'til the jury take off their bras
And the judge is twerking
Holy moly, I got addicted to birdies
Hit a hole in 1 just cos I'm insecure and she used to curve me
Holy moly, been fighting these drug demons since early
Break Xanax like Anzac biscuits
I bite down on a perky
They never pulled up to the Woolworth's without
No money with nothing but lint
That girl heard me rap one time and it stole her heart they dusting for prints
I'll never be all buff like ChillinIt
Even though I live right under the gym
I can't sing like Kid Laroi but I'm much more funny than him
So well dressed like Kanye West
But I adore them Jews
I'm not competitive with these rappers
I got my own issues
How the fuck I win so much game rigged so much
I was born to lose
Bitch I got guts
Intestinal fortitude
Let me take you back to dead end jobs, Nandos, pizza
Factory line
Burgers, call centre and 7/11
It was only a matter of time
Even did party supplies, supplying the party
Again when I'm rapping these lines
Self belief is like a smack in a condom
Something you carry inside
Make some rhymes, spread em out wide
Book some flights, take them touring
She came in the room with the smoky eyes
Ooh she look alluring
That's my story, luck is a lady
I'm always bedding
And like your dad at the massage parlour
I need that happy ending
