ChillinIT, Wombat - Underrated lyrics

Pack us up who's next anyway?
Hahaha probably gonna hate me now, fuck 'em

I'm lost in the safari with writer's block
I light the pot, still got
Chrome for the beef, lad
Fuck with the party, you're Microsoft
I'm Firefox, I mac your books on a beat, lad
(Argh) i space bars apart to
Try shift, control, alt, delete that
On keyboards, I blow 'em like C4
And I tell 'em I spit raw
The whole crowd repeats that (Argh)
Catch that shit like a virus
Smokin' a Billy Ray Cyrus i'm the Osiris
You don't wanna touch my style
It's hench, get clenched like pliers
I'll race car drive ya, back into 2016
(One of my bars worth twenty sixteens)
Smoke four-two oh with twenty-six teens
Fast forward four years
That's twenty-six G's
Ha ha haha, fuckin' bitches
While I'm puffin' swishers with
The bud rocks
Double visions from the buds I'm hitting
Keep a spliff of litty in my glovebox
Everybody say they got the chronic
So we knock-a-knockin' at the drug spots
We just wanna get a couple nuggets
If they blocka-blocka then we fucked off
(Argh) still I kick goals like Goodes
Still I got stripes like Woods
Still I got a two pack
Rolled all night like Suge
And I still get high through hoods
Still I'm on the road like two white stripes
'Til I got a phone like two white Nikes
Still sip beers, I flipped and switched gears
And I push 'em on a pedal
But I don't ride bikes
Don't tell lies, bad bitch I like
Tell a bad bitch, "I might"
Tell a bad bitch, "Yeah
I ride for my day ones
And I wake up and I blaze up, high"
I'm off chops like vegans do
I'm what seventy times six equals to
Head for the head, connect to get checked
Then I head for the head like a beanie do
I pop bars, rock stars like Beatles do
Got pot, got pans like Peter do
I was ready for the war, ready for the war
The devil's at the door
I'ma leave with you (Argh)
Butt heads like Beavis do, she beef with you
I don't know why I'm leavin' you
'Cause, my girl, I can't watch you cry (Ah)
But I swear I'll bleed for you
Bleed for you
(Switch it up) Where I'm from
I learnt to keep it hunnid when I buss it
Buss it for these up-and-comers
You can't see me comin'
Like you Stevie Wonder
This is Oklahoma, this is City Thunder
Brudda, brudda, brudda, did I stutter
Stutter?
This is gutter, gutter for you motherfuckers
Bada-bing and boom and I just does it
Does it (Woo)
Now you breddas love it
Bit of weed that I get in dozens
Press the buttons, get me many brothers
I could bender
Bender like I'm Benny Cousins
Lightyear, now I'm plenty buzzin'
Now I sip it, sip it from the Henny cup and
Right here, I was steady puffin'
You can come and get it
I ain't ever runnin'

I ain't never ever goin' nowhere
Homie, we don't care
Love it or hate it 'cause we underrated
And out of Australia, ah yeah
And I ain't never ever goin' nowhere
Homie, I don't care
Love it or hate it 'cause we underrated
And out of Australia, ah yeah

Yeah yeah
Yeah, I'm a fiend for the mic
Bleed for the beats, but it keep me alive
Demons arise if you're weak in the mind
But you need a disguise
I can see through the lies
Won't go dull with the dreamers
I wonder why flow's so cold
I could freeze in the summertime
I said, flow's so cold
I could freeze in the summertime
Yeah, WOMBAT is a black sheep
Couldn't give a fuck if I crash
Laidback in the back seat
Think you lads couldn't match me
Not by the gaps in my cracked teeth
Spaz on a trap beat
What, they're eager to test?
They believe they're a threat
But they're ten steps back
And they're trapped 'cause we're redbacks
Weavin' a web
They'll regret that they penned tracks
Leave 'em a mess
I reside in the South, I'm about
The cunt's back drivin' around
There's an ounce of bud that
Surrounds my nutsack, hyped when I'm out
But if sirens a-sound then I'm out
Like "Fuck that!"
It's evident, got a vendetta
Pen's venomous avatar, I can bend elements
We're felonious, they're dreadin' us
Ten seconds and they're dead
It's just they're jealous
'cause they're delicate
Gas up my engine, travel dimensions
Back in a flash like astral projection
Smashin' a set, no lads in contention
They're no match but they have to contest
You can try though
But I dice flows with the mic closed
Right flows on a tightrope in a cyclone
Got my eyes wide open, a psycho
When I hide from the five oh, gotta lie low
Sick of bringin' us down, well
Don't count on it
Quick, I'm not kiddin' around
I've grown out of the shit
Been surrounded by pricks
But I'm pickin' 'em out so in a minute
I'm bound to go down with the ship
Spinnin' around
Thinkin' about spittin' it foul
Figured out how to be soundin' this sick
So the crowd's gonna bounce in a fit
Give it up, give us the crown
It's no doubt we're the kings
What it is, what it is, man, I
Said, "It is what it is, man"
But I can't get a grip
Like I'm sinkin' in quicksand
Startin' to think I ain't
Shit but a dickhead
Dancin' with Lucifer, I'm goin' all out
Now it's gettin' nuclear
We have to fall out we have to fall out
Yeah, war like a Shaolin, talk of the town
Get around it
Surrounded by thoughts you can drown in
Fought for the crown, never dwarf of the town
Never formin' about, gotta bounce in
But I gotta fight this abyss like
I'll die in a blink it was like an epiphany
Lightin' the spliff, man
This life is a mystery
Gotta thrive 'til we ride for the victory
And I'm not social, I'm unapproachable
Don't think that I'll choke
'cause I'm ropable
It's no joke, don't go get emotional
Like, "Why is everything we
Flow so quotable?"
Most of all, when I mention the top
Better check when connectin' the dots
When I stepped in the spot
I shocked all the vets
I'm like lots of electrical watts
Let me stress we're the best of the flock
But I'm sick of these silly cunts' shit
I'm the bitter one, spit like a Minigun
With a bit of luck, like a bitch
I be livin' lush got a mini buzz
Pick it up like a ciggie butt
Kick it in the middle of a
City that is in a rush we don't fuss
Think I give a shit? Couldn't give a fuck
Tick us up, gotta get a mix of the sticky bud
So they wanna mimic us, but the jig is up