5 The Hard Way

[Intro: Trials] Oh right, you thought we forgot? Hahaha T-rigga, Maundzini Skrubbed out, Mr Shadow Big Purp, we all alone together Let's go [Verse 1: Trials] See, that motherfuckin' Golden Era got them sweatin' till they gettin' work off (See ya!) See them hoardin' all their sanitiser just to jerk off (Wanker) Every fuckin' record soundin' like the fuckin' 'Worst of' (Yep) Nah, I don't rate 'em, I hate 'em down to their first love I'ma break it down when I open up (Yeah) Their shit's a mould of us (Yeah), your new shit is soundin' old as fuck See, I don't need to down bad 'cause e'rybody sound bad Trigga hit the track and got it crackin' like an ounce bag Put 'em on the platter like The Undertaker sat up We ain't got beef, little boy, I'll beat your dad up (Nah, I'll do it) You fuck around and catch a waddy to the body On the telephone like meetin' dealers in the lobby They gets no love, choked up, tell 'em I said, "So what!" Show nuff, lookin' dumb as fuck like Andrew Bogut (Idiot) What a difference them beers can make (True) Shittin' everywhere on my smear campaign, motherfucker [Verse 2: Maundz] If I ain't in your top five, then your five's wrong The general got stripes, here to Taiwan But Melbourne city, that's the habitat Back myself like the lass on your kappa pants Trapeze acrobat, we caught bodies You the type to get abusive after four stollies (Get the fuck out of here, man) So don't be barkin' at the Kujo Only blocks you been around is motherfuckin' Duplo My team puff beaugals, I hunt rubles Done it for the love but I ain't one to canoodle ([?]) You chill at Mickey D's with the Chicken N Cheese While I'm tryna keep it movin' with the kicks on my feet (Ooh wee) That's a no-brainer, I've been to hell and back Tryna live before I wind up in a cabbage patch (Bye bye) My name chime a bell Been ghost for a minute but supreme for my clientele [Scratches: Base Kadet] "Motherfucker" "Golden Era" "Uh" "Write rhymes till my mind is achin'" "Poppa been smooth since days of" "Golden Era" "What up, what up" "Write rhymes till my mind is achin'" "Never lose, n—n—never lose" "What up, what up" "Write rhymes till my mind is achin'" "Do somethin' to—to—to—to us" "Base Kadet" [Verse 3: Shadow] Yah, I got the place goin' rowdy Have you seen me before? I'm a contract killer and I'm ready for war Cut your stomach wide open, let him decor the floor And in the Adelaide Zoo's where we bury the corpse—Jokes Crazy, are you sure you even understand? I hit the stage for thirty minutes, make a couple grand Yeah, yellow notes snapping this rubber bands The coke come via boat if it's on demand Uh, jam COD while I'm isolated No friends online that I can play with (Loner) Yeah, human snakes, see, they like to shape-shift I smoke the fruitiest of buds 'cause I like the fragrance (Pass out) All these rappers wanna blow but couldn't buy the patience See, I been waiting for the throne, now the crown's for takin' (Gimme) Uh, I write rhymes till my mind is achin' Won't blink till the page is filled and my eyes are shakin' Shadow's here and I ain't tryna make a hit song Trendsetter, everybody askin' where my kicks from ([?]) I went to court and beat the case for how I hit bongs This the type of music you be pumpin' out your kick-ons A scene full of all these actors like a sitcom Out here, beatin' on my chest like I'm King Kong Comin' with the sauce, no Dijon Mustard, never gettin' busted, Kizon [Scratches: Base Kadet] "Do something to—to—to—to us" Killer [Verse 4: Skrub] When we hit the stage, they stay shook like they're halfway crooks And give 'em more to worry 'bout than how their diamond chain looks ([?]) I ain't following no playbooks, I'm pickin' up the whole World to drop it on their heads without the Lil Wayne hook Shut the club like I'm COVID Don't need to act street but I still get 'em buck like the homeless If it's us in the moment, then I guess it's too late For everybody here lookin' fake like a toupee (Ah, yeah) Let me flex on 'em I get these rappers burnin' whatever they write like the Feds watchin' (Freeze) They slept on us, now, definitely get their head-noddin' So tell Houston we the next problem (Houston, we have a problem) Never got a six-figure Just got 'em runnin' when I'm on the track with Maundz and big Trigga Hit my weed, sip a little bit of rich liquor If life's a bitch then I got her wrapped around my ring finger, like (Blah) [Verse 5: Purpose] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The king killer, I skin spitters like chinchillas These raps just like our dick pictures, a big difference How you keepin' up when all your hits misses? (C'mon man) How you seein' us when all the whips tinted? Killers send sprinters for me, women send pictures for me Haters show love to me, builders sketch kitchens for me Business earn interest for me, build and burn inventory Live and learn is my story (What?), live and learn is my—wait Funny, motherfuckers told me I'd have to fight Now they lookin' like they holdin' the pads for Mike Uh, nervously checkin' the time signature Like they had five minutes to speak with the Prime Minister Tell your big bro and them, I'm big bro to them Tell your capo, I'll never be lil bro'd again I'm still loaded and locked, shock, no, not him I'm goin' in, cover me, no, there's only one of me, it's Purp [Outro: Trials] Yeah Five the motherfuckin' hard way Haha Golden Era in the COVID era We out here, but inside