Obese Lowlifes by Hilltop Hoods
Verse 1 – Mystro
Well I'm the one to bring the funk although my armpit's not stinking,
And I'm known to hold flows like the glass you drop drinking,
Never crude man I started of limping,
Plus I rock a fella like I know the art of parking lot pimping yeah,
You people know of Mys, the one whose flow's crazy,
And is so gravy that it should come with a bowl of rice,
The MBS with the Hilltop Hoods,
Make B-Boys and Girls break quicker than real soft wood, let's go.
Verse 2 – Pressure
I never hit on a girl, at least with no hand,
Girls are like serving time but time waits on no man,
Got nothing on women so I spread love on the rhythm,
And get you out your seat quicker than corrupt politicians,
And I'm on the brink, man it makes me stop and think,
I don't drink till I drop cos I think I might drop my drink,
Think you're more, than us? We believe in war,
Trust me your nothing I aint seen before.
Verse 3 – Braintax
With one pen too high to overextend,
In dreamland with freedom starting again,
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