Vamoose

[Intro/Scratches: DJ Reflux] "I see" "Like this y'all", "Like this y'all" "I see" "Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me" "I see" "Like this y'all", "Like this y'all" "I see", "Like this y'all" "Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me" [Verse 1: Hons] Hons wanna earn my rockstar status Earn my stripes at the bar for downin' Jäger till I'm hammered The baddest, you know what bro? Now that the 'Oars down [?] Golden Era take me outta poor town You can find me at the Horse Fowl At 4am with the FAC until we escorted out I'm a monster on the mic, confident and tight Next morning comes, hit rock-bottom and fright See me jumpin' off the stage in a fresh pair of Nikes To get caught in the crowd by Miller-Heidke And these days, I'm eatin' up that single cake And I should do pretty well if Sandilands making Bingle tapes Man, I'm feelin great, joe-mighty-good Like I found some nine-inch flippers with Elijah Wood And Paul Hogan, I'll see you and that tax man Next July when he's there tryna get his cash back [Scratches: DJ Reflux & Trials] "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Vamoose, you're wack to me" "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Take them rhymes back to the factory" "How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know" "Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me" Said you been jumpin' all around town bumpin' your fists So get loose or get gone, vamoose son of a bitch [Verse 2: Trials] I see, I see, it's been a while between LPs The 'Oars is back and brought the bats into Belfry Now tell me my brother, you rock them sunnies inside Unless you hung the fuck over or your mother just died The survey said "You're dead", certified brain cancer Throwin' weed-seeds in potholes and rain-dancin' Lampin', real life feelin' Richard Branson In sandals, producers I has all your samples They said you got a face a mother could love Turns out that mother's yours, so motherfucker wassup? Blood, weigh that shit, double-up it's wet and The greedy weed-dealer cul-de-sac like a dead end Get 'em, I love the rap facts findin' quotes Into liner notes deeper than the gyno goes Kinda dope won't do They either actin' like they know it or I'm actin' like I don't know you [Scratches: DJ Reflux & Trials] "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Vamoose, you're wack to me" "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Take them rhymes back to the factory" "How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know" "Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me" Said you been jumpin' all around town bumpin' your fists So get loose or get gone, vamoose son of a bitch [Verse 3: Sesta] Yeah, just an under-achiever Born leader? Never, I wouldn't get along with them either Livin' la vida, broken, no, don't open the freezer Got the head of a diva, leave it! She's mine when I need it Heavy breather, so you better book in a cleaner I put the "Fuk" in the "shima" but then I needed to leave her I gotta live a little greener, watch the water get deeper I'm holding aces while you Holden Barina, far weaker Uh, wouldn't wanna be ya, eat a Whole bowl of dick and dip it and leave 'em swimmin' in sangria Jeeza, turnin' me in back to a believer School-leaver (oooh!) this one's a fuckin' keeper He's uh, speakin' in tongues, speaking of dumb Let's pretend we get along, it's what he woulda done What's the harm in it? We can all believe it at once And get along, sing a song, drop a nuclear bomb And vamoose [Scratches: DJ Reflux] "Like this y'all", "Like this y'all" "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Vamoose, you're wack to me" "I see" "You been jumpin' all around, everything in town" "Take them rhymes back to the factory" "How do you know, how do you know, how do you kno-know" "Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me" "I see" "Take them rhymes back to the factory"