Bliss n Eso, Hyjak - Get Loose lyrics

Bliss n Eso, Hyjak, bring it precise
We singin' it nice
Fresher than a minger on ice
If you all up in this
Bitch then start breakin' somethin'
Ain't this bumpin'? Every
Fuckin' patron jumpin'
And this came from nothin'
Fuck radio airwaves
Shit to save I've got my hair shaved
"Bro, that's fair play"
To all my troops, get your boots stampin'
You get me booze slammin', I'm a loose cannon
I found my companion, IZM was so blind
Passed out on the shitter
5 minutes to showtime

You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
Cock-eyed, with a head that looks
Like a dropped pie
Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
All you lads scream out
Like you callin' beaver
"Come here", wakin' up all you sleepers
Shit's so fuckin' loud like
We're bombin' speakers
Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch
Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch

Are they ready for this? I
Don't think they are
We ain't weight lifters
But still game to raise the bar
Face it, you basic, we state of the art
Dedicate, you're dangerous like demons
Playin' the harp you play your part
I make my mark and go the distance
Got studio equipment for Christmas
Now you think you can spit this?
We made our own path rollin'
With rims spinnin' we just
Stolen off Mark's Holden

What you tellin' me? They jealous
We controllin' our destiny
I'm the piece of the puzzle
That's been dipped in LSD
Fella you see in the RTA lightin' weed
Why the fuck you need photo
ID to get photo ID?
Bad guy you need to point your finger at
Slap you in the face with a dick
Attached to a fuckin' cricket bat
Bring it back, rockin' Sydney nightly
You the finest, we the illest
West side of the sea

Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch
Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch

To all my troops gettin' loose
Get your boots stampin'
Where you at? Oh yeah
To all my troops gettin' loose
Get your boots stampin'
Where you at? Oh yeah

Oh shit, another track I can bless
With psychedelic side effects
Got Hyjak in a dress
And I'm chillin' like a villain bro
Rollin' skunk while Bliss is buck naked
Bloody bowlin' drunk
Man you know what's up, that authentic shit
Less bling bling bro and more penmanship
Man I'll send this shit to the moon and back
Then burn somethin' backstage where
My crew is at see there's a couple of things
That I've wanted all year
To live off this mic and be sponsored by beer
Since that won't happen I'm 'a
Show you a trick how to piss and walk while
You're smokin' a spliff
And it's makin' 'em sick

Lower class blowin' smoke in the
Face of the rich
What I spit hit's kids like takin' a trip
And I'm 'a tear these walls down, so buff
Touch pricks can stare these balls down
Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch
Grab your partner do-si do
To the rhythm of the rhymer
With the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this bitch

Let's get loose up in this bitch, "Oh yeah"
Let's get loose up in this bitch, "Oh yeah"
Let's get loose up in this bitch