More of the Moosty

[Verse 1: Hons]

We got the music make cynics wanna snarl

But I leave them dumbfounded like when Ricky met Karl

I'm an idiot abroad, Oars and K

Bring the more of the raw to your city when we tour

Something different with the Oars yeah we all grown up

Ain't them kiddies anymore man you know what's fucked

I spent my lunch time sifting through the sifs and the nargs

On Isanyoneup looking for tits or an arse

I can Michael Hutchence the fuck out too

Rope swinging in the loungeroom, sucks how they found you

And we're back with a power move

Get them hands up high: seven-four-seven altitude

Remember when rap here was punchlines and barbecues?

Now they watch how the markets move

Back then we were all unknown

I watched a Culture of Kings all turn to a Game of Thrones

[Verse 2: Sesta]

I'ma sit on my arse and let the armageddon pass

In the dark hear a spark that'll get him calm

In advance shoot the alarm loot it and I'ma

Sell the pharmaceuticals out the boot of my car

I said piece of piss mang never leave a dick stain

Nobody believe what the bitch saying

Get an alibi and goodbye if you doing it smart

Or get her schizophrenic friend and try and do a ménage

Less rapper, more gaffer

Think laterally release beats that's fatter

The fapper is furious you stay curious

Straight fuckin' face and smoke the bud dubious

Darn pagan pray to Carl Sagan

Doesn't even matter which way they stay facing

They lust facing hate to listen

And land in calm weather I stay in the brace position

[Chorus]

I got five then I'm ready to roll

With five of the livest, we bury 'em all

Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?])

[?] till we outta control, said

Five then we're ready to roll

With five of the livest, we bury 'em all

Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?])

[?] 'til we outta control

[Verse 3: Trials]

It's like I'm getting into heaven with the Hell Raiser trilogy

Go to bed nightmares of VCRs killing me

Fuck it, fly to Phuket with triggedy

Put it in the perm turn a brunette to WikiLeaks

Peace, got a silly sized philly in the car

Sweet seena in the front and I'm singing how bizarre

They got propaganda and it's lovely

Trials just had a proppa ganda at the country

All of a sudden they knew I was coming

Lick 'em in the face with my shoe slip the tongue in

T motherfuckin' this year's COTY

K put it down like it bit somebody

In the hard time I drink the bar dry

Now you mad, I'm bad: Hamid Karzai

They in my face bout footing the bill

I took my thongs off stood on the till wsdl

[Verse 4: K21]

Okay Jose, ready or not

Always right like I asked you get me the boss

Setting it off, sending em off penalty box

Gimme a second it's on then I'll let off the bomb

Fucking-pado-massacred, seeing a double rainbow

They know K go loopier with a stage show

Left em for dead never a second to rest

That's why the gnarg wanna get him to bed

Better than best, fingers up in the air

Not a fuck of a care, go and tell a current affair

That the neighbours from hell lust moved in

Same motherfucker with a new grin, making the room spin

Nobody better than T, Seddy, Flashy and Hons

Always bring it to you foul like the bachelor frog

K and Oars on the road was... all that she wrote

We the last ones left, ain't no more when we go

[Chorus]

I got five then I'm ready to roll

With five of the livest, we bury 'em all

Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?])

[?] till we outta control, said

Five then we're ready to roll

With five of the livest, we bury 'em all

Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?])

[?] till we outta control