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Skanks I have them
Listen to the houso anthem
Only dole bludgers for my fuckin fans man
Round here's where heads get bashed in
It's the fuckin Houso anthem
Hook
Your a motherfuckin stooge bro
Your a stooge
And no one fucking listens to you
Cos your a motherfuckin stooge bro
You know better then to fuck with the Housos
Let the whole town know were not on the downlow
Sunnyvale got no fucking money mate
We're all saying "Straya Cunt"
Saying what?
Have you got a dolla for the bus?
I thong a fuckin dickhead with my shoe yo
Your a fuckin stupid cunt cuz
your a stooge bro
Any housos in the house?
Get your lighters out we burn down this town
And do burnouts in the car park
After Dark
You dont want to fuck around round here get home thats the hard part
Or bust like you fucked up and bluffed all in
with a motherfuckin card shark
Na please dont ever think that I want to stop goin to centrelink
We do what we want what we wanna do is screw the rules
punch cones sit home watch telly with the fellas and a slab to drink
Ya were arousing suspicion
Cos we're the fuckin housos of the housing commision
Get with it
Western Sydney
Cruisin in my shitbox
THis is fuckin houso hiphop
O shit cop
Western Sydney
Listen to my shit drop
THis is fuckin houso hiphop
O shit cop
Whats that fuck you
HIt you with my flip flop
THis is fuckin Houso Hiphop
O shit cop
Western Sydney
Cruisin in my shitbox
THis is fuckin houso hiphop
O shit cop
Repeat Hook
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Mediocrity
03:41
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Hook
never gonna stop til I rock you
Hit you in the cranium
full force
So sing it in the stadium
Turn it up
Livewire when the beat drop
This is the mindfuck
And Ima hit the g spot
Betcha bottom dolla that I want you
closer
barely looking over your shoulder
It aint over
Til the fine fat lady starts singing my name
And now Im playing her game
starting everything again
Never gonna die cos the music is eternal
Ill be living in your mind each time ya find me
Riding the beat
breathe fire when I speak
Scorched earth
high heat Towering inferno
Now would be the time for a miracle
Singing pop hooks in the hope that they notice I'm lyrical
I'm Trying to walk a fine line
between everything I want to be in my mind...
And the sirens call
(Mediocrity)
Ah I hear it
crystal clear and indistinctive unrelenting
(mediocrity)
Is the new disease
that taking hold
Verse 1
Ive seen
more then youll ever know
Been high been low in the Game o thrones
When I look back
I dont see no shadows from the past
All i see is ashes
too fast for the bastards
You dont wanna talk too loud
If your not teaching any answers
to them many questions
that naysayers
lay in your face
youl be put in your place
If you were ill prepared
shit scared
to be stepping up into the spotlight
Bitch its a dogfight
Live through the long night
and nothing can touch us
so let go of your crutches
Baby no one can judge us here
So we might as well shoot for the stars
Since were chemically the same then we know where we came from
everythings a Science like the music Im writing
Ive been fully inspired to play straight from my heart
And now Im
Hook 2
And all the pressures of the outside world
pushing in on me
Trying to wear me out
drowning down and choking out
that single spark
That burns in me
Verse 2
Wheres my pen and my pad Im so glad
to be taking control and achieving my goals
I Hang on to the best thing that Ive ever known
outgrowing the mould
I layed low til
they mention me
When its finally my time to ascend
I will be making my mark I am a shark in the depths
Hungry as a predator
working on my betterment
sharpening the skillset
better when its evident
The work is its own reward
And Im sure
Ill be finding what I look for
strivin for a little more
trying to reach inside my mind
Dreaming I was seein new wonders from the other side
Plucked from the atmosphere so clear
I heard it in my head no fear
no I dont believe in destiny
or telepathy
Just a legacy of chemical recipes
brain waves changing
every time that I rock you
Hook
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Hook
I hear the chitter chatter
Oh ya you got the Swagger
Climbing up the ladder but you'l never grab the stature to amaze us
Get it right dont ever give in no compromise
Now go and make that same dumb song
Ive heard a million times
Its nice to have self esteem
But youve been living a dream
That you were famous
no one gives a shit
your talking out your anus
Repeating yourself
Repeating yourself
Thats why thers so few
who really deliver greatness
V1 - Swagberg
ye listen you don't want no tiffs with the kid here
that's simple wisdom from a little yid wid a big beard
im just tryna chill in sydney with six beers
this sixteen, i dont give a shit if i spit weird
swaggenberger kid, shin bet for short doe
inspect the dope prose and invective, more pro
come to think, yall like insects that snort blow
inbred, you been dead, i win bread you court blows
inspect a big check but send back for more o's
good bet i'm so cold, kid, ref the north pole
i don't know how to rhyme, i'm just vibin
off that kb lager, the sign's the rough timin
mate, you'll be a mark til you get wit this
dome peeling when the four five bark like eucalyptis
it's AP, the steelo's smuve spits and mad subliminals
wylin in a ute with two grips of aboriginals
Hook
V2
Postcode 2750
Stevie Kincade back on the microphone (whoa)
rhyme style heavy on adverbs and apt words
Go backwards if your trying to keep up with me and Swagberg
Tho I should really say "Swagberg and I"
lets try to stay gramatically correct when we be dropping rhymes
Oops I did it again but nevertheless
Wish ya success in passing the test
Told in ya in jest
to weather the stress
of being the best of the best
Dont axe if I know
Homophone flow
Try to get your own one someday
I Bitch slap you out of your doldrums
Like cracking a cold one
you Dickheds are no fun
So Im down in the basement
beatz so amazing eardrums are vanquished by the entertainment
Aussie on the world stage like Gotye
I'm Braveheart homy
(smile and blow me)
Hook 3
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Typecast
04:57
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TYPECAST
HOOK
And were all caught up in a trance
Typecast actors
Playing one single part
in the dance
of an infinite universe
And were all caught up in a trance
Typecast actors
Playing one single part
in the dance
of an infinite universe
Typecast actors
Get yourself a good role
Your the one thats in control
Verse 1
Its time to step up direct your own set
or be left rollin rushian roullette with the reckless
Get this message to your brain at all costs
Be conscious of our cosciousness or all is lost
for our race of apes
we been moving in place
For too long we gotta grow up strong
And Learn to better evolve
Time to realise the only gods
Are the men and women who will never bow to one
Were strong
Its getting glitchy in the maxtrix lately
Its kinda trippy that were all
connected this way
Music enters your body
words stay in your brain
Its kind of trippy that your listening
Whatever I say
And so I must break out of this trance
Typecast actor
held it all in the palm of all your hand
buit its so slippery you could lose your dignity dear
HOOK 2
VERSE 2
Where do ideas come from?
Ask Carl Jung
Gettng archtypal all my battles went unsung
Farflung from my comfort zone
Ttake stylus to papyrus
Like Im writing a ghost tome
Its like I hear it over the phone
Taking notes someone wrote
but theres nobody home
but the unconscious part of my mind
somehow Connected to the unconscious part of your mind
so you could find me
Its getting glitchy in the maxtrix lately
Its kinda trippy that were all
connected this way
Music enters your body
words stay in your brain
Its kind of trippy that your listening
Whatever I say
And so I must break out of this trance
Typecast actor
held it all in the palm of all your hand
but its slippery you could lose your dignity dear
HOOK
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Verse 1 T-Rifik
Soon as I wake up
I throw my slippers on Then hit my padio
Tell the world Good morn
How ya doin I Rifik to you noobies
And ya I get that money I dont use the term loosely
Getting paper no looseleaf
Your dame swinging like loose teeth
She try and get to me no roofie
But if she think she gettin a dolla she goofy
Im like Stevie let em know tho
Everywhere I go paparazzi snappin photos
Hit the bar money gettin thrown call me Romo
Buy the bar out club owner like "oh no"
I'm sorry but I'm live
And my schedule is clear so I'm here for the night
So if you down with me let's ride
And I'm a show you how to live life aight
Hook - Stevie Kincade
Disconnect from your intellect
& Just move
music fillin up your mind
It cuts through
Throwing down the gauntlet man
Its our move
Anyway you look at it
we cant lose
Nothing here to think about it
Just move
Changin your emotional state
new mood
Jesus I was jokin bout the dead
(Too soon)
And now we throw ya wholly over the edge
With no choice
just move
Verse 2 The Ranger
It's past 2 got a few brews inside of me
In a seat but this hot beat's inviting me
Excite I might have to stride right to the finest
Her highness tight in a white dress
Tonight Im minus my shyness
Her chest big but let's just stick to politeness
She take a cigerette out and request me to light it
I light it
Conversation now, how do I strike it up
No Time cos she's grinding
Grabs her dress and she hike it up
My pipe is up like a puppy I'm slobberin
Raise my bottle and gobble it
I'm not dancing Im wobbling
She put her hands on my shoulders Im overloading
I'm noting emotion
Man she really floating my boat and I'm hoping
Speak in her ear I say "hey what's your name"
She says "What?"
Music loud so I'm repeating the same
She says "What?"
One more try this time making a joke
She says "What?"
I say forget it put my tongue down her throat, It's on
HOOK
Verse 3 - Mikal kHill
khillmatic tragic, on the mic i’m fucking magic
but get me in a crowd i turn into a spastic
i hate social situations
inebriation is step one
at the bar polishing off a bottle a jack like a loaded gun
dudes don’t get what i’m on, mean mug me ashey walk by
be looking at me funny because my gear is busted and not fly
odds are if you don’t know my first name i want you to die
tell you up front i prolly came here alone
if i’m not rapping i’m ready to go home
you’re the opening act, oh word, great set man
pull that shit in charlotte, you’d a been a fucking dead man
i’m just playing. or maybe i’m not.
i keep a hammer under my seat, in case it goes down in the parkinglot.
can i live? failing that can i at least get back to crib?
i’ll keep doing my thing, stay offa my dick.
HOOK
Verse 4 - Stevie Kincade
Looks like another club banger
Stacked like a sanga
We print original script like a manga
humming like an aircraft hanger
Your gonna rue tring to box with a kanga
Stevie Kincade making you bounce
Ill have whatevers your pleasure
I Just know thta mine is an ounce
freestyle very lame but Im good when it counts
Thats why Im dropping ill shit
in intermittant amounts
With no announcements
Everybody pay us your dues
If your in Melbourne, Sydney
Charlotte or from Newport News
Had to learn a few hard truths
BUt now I know exactly where Im going
dont be slowing me down
Theres a little too much stagnation
Im Not the kinda guy who'l be known for his patience
When theres too much on my mind I just cast it aside
So Come along its one hell of a ride if you would
HOOK
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Verse 1
Imagine no religion
God in heaven what are we to do?
Someone needs a stern talking to about the truth
and what we can prove's not more important
then our feelings and our superstitious dealings with distorted logic
Couldnt help but to mock it
Were rock solid in blind belief
Steadfast and resolutely deceived
Thought faith was a virtue worth clinging to
Singing you a new kind of tune
Some kind of funeral dirge
To an outdated system cast aside by those who chose
a knew way of living
who turned there backs on the past
There not forgiven
Cause there shaking the foundations
Of a power structure
Built to keep the masses dumbed down
makes you wonder baby
Hook
How we gonna think
How we gonna be free
Living in a world of make believe
Never gonna fly
Never gonna set sail
While were holding on on to fairytales
How we gonna think
How we gonna be free
Living in a world of fantasy
Are we gonna think
Will we ever be free?
Verse 2 (Navi)
Fresh from the mount comes the sermon
for the germs, rat race and vermin Amen
I didn't know what death meant
And so the plan went
That I would casually, gradually spiral a descent
Dig deep in killer meters, peeling heat til sneakers melt
I was cynical I needed proof to find the route to hell
Had documents, guidebooks, rolled up sleeves
The Sherpa smelt brimstone he picks up and leaves
2 miles deep, sulfur steam is hard to breathe
But I still don't believe, don't believe what I perceive to be
The scorching blister fire water cochineal coma
The prophesized land of lava seas? Praise Jehovah
When I woke in Arizona, In a gutter keeled over
The only sign of Hell's a bell tolling hangover
Amen
Hook 2
Verse 3
Imagine there's no heaven and September 11
Was like any other day Everything went great
Cos no one was thinking that God had given them
72 virgin women a just reward for terrorism
Driven to the edge we took drastic measures
Witch hunts were burning profits in Waco Texas
Took a shot stra8 to the solar plexus
Using tools like Im Homo Erectus
now god rejects us
Im washed into the sea capsized by your token promise
I awake baptized another doubting Thomas
Knowin Noah built the ark out of dinosaur bones
Drank wine from his vineyard
And took off his clothes
He said
Hook 3
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TYPECAST
HOOK
And were all caught up in a trance
Typecast actors
Playing one single part
in the dance
of an infinite universe
And were all caught up in a trance
Typecast actors
Playing one single part
in the dance
of an infinite universe
Typecast actors
Get yourself a good role
Your the one thats in control
Verse 1
Its time to step up direct your own set
or be left rollin rushian roullette with the reckless
Get this message to your brain at all costs
Be conscious of our cosciousness or all is lost
for our race of apes
we been moving in place
For too long we gotta grow up strong
And Learn to better evolve
Time to realise the only gods
Are the men and women who will never bow to one
Were strong
Its getting glitchy in the maxtrix lately
Its kinda trippy that were all
connected this way
Music enters your body
words stay in your brain
Its kind of trippy that your listening
Whatever I say
And so I must break out of this trance
Typecast actor
held it all in the palm of all your hand
buit its so slippery you could lose your dignity dear
HOOK 2
VERSE 2
Where do ideas come from?
Ask Carl Jung
Gettng archtypal all my battles went unsung
Farflung from my comfort zone
Ttake stylus to papyrus
Like Im writing a ghost tome
Its like I hear it over the phone
Taking notes someone wrote
but theres nobody home
but the unconscious part of my mind
somehow Connected to the unconscious part of your mind
so you could find me
Its getting glitchy in the maxtrix lately
Its kinda trippy that were all
connected this way
Music enters your body
words stay in your brain
Its kind of trippy that your listening
Whatever I say
And so I must break out of this trance
Typecast actor
held it all in the palm of all your hand
but its slippery you could lose your dignity dear
HOOK
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Stevie Kincade Sydney, Australia
Stevie Kincade is a rapper and vocalist from Sydney Australia.
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