Drapht, Trials, Dazastah, Ciecmate - Rest in Peace lyrics

Rest in peace to the innocent children
Who were shot in the back
Running from the military
Junta hot on their tracks
For the love that why their uncle
Packs a bomb in their bags what the fuck
You'd do the same with no options in hand
So stop with the wack
Raps you illiterate stale horse shit
You're just a piss in the gale force winds
Battling me like I have to
Start busting for you
I'm like a suspect package
I got nothing to prove fuck it
I'll serve you straight from the kitchen
And kill your fly shit like
Norman Bates with a pigeon
Listen i'm deaf and blind to your fallacy war
Like a land mine child victim
All bandaged and sore
Damage and break you down until
Your spirit is vanquished
Like traditional ownership does
To indigenous factions
It's more than just black and white
Like racism 'Cause the face of hate appears
When you face the mirror
This is for the people starving to eat
'Cause food for thought is running
Short in this marketed scene
It's hard to believe when you
Feel like smashing the mirror
But Charlie Chimp will pick you
Up like an angry gorilla

Yeah I'm back in that pattern
I sit up late with a spliff and
Wait for the magic to happen
Just for rapping wack
You're catchin' a slappin'
I'll put you under pressure like a
Pilot with cracks in his cabin
Have another shot
See if you can take this spot
I'ma play strategically and take
Everything you got
Checkmate, game over, now you know the deal
Here with my bros and we're
Pros in our chosen fields
Standing tall like a wall to wall
Public letter blockbuster
Got a lust for life
Plus a lot of love for those
I trust with my life
I'ma live my life like I like on any
Given night and anything else isn't right
Time's ticking by, time's making changes
Time's turning friends into strangers
I'm trying to find what the aim is
But time's limited
I've gotta make payments and for everyone
Every day it's the same shit
Big brother wants us all to
Put it in a statement
But, it's built on lies
Like the Bush administration
The media be feeding ya and
We just believe it, huh
Behind the curtain, men are getting greedier
We need to peel the curtain
Back and hurt 'em bad
And then spread the wealth around to all
Those who've been getting held down
Can I get some help now? Or
Can I get a hell yeah?
I'm saying this for everybody's welfare

"Now, may these MC's rest in peace"
"Rest in peace" "Rest in peace"
"May these MC's rest in peace
Because when I come to town
The population decrease"
"Now, may these MC's rest in peace"
"Rest in peace" "Rest in peace"
"May these MC's rest in peace
Because when I come to town
The population decrease"

Rest in peace, two thousand and six
Shit changes quickly
Deaf to all man so I'm trained in lip read
Pick me like a gypsy picking a pocket
Depict me like David Hicks
Holding that rocket
A mix breed of Scottish and
A modern day Australia's
Home but Mundine treats us like an alien, no
Man fuck that
Singing Waltzing Matilda with my rucksack
Cut back on the ego, leave rap to the albino
Rip you quicker than teeth
Wrapped around a T-bone
See know evil speech insightful
Solid gold heat like Hussein's rifle
I'm spiteful, only loyal if it's like that
Starve man's best friend
He's gonna bite back
What, it's just the way that it is
Dig your grave like letting Michael
J play with your kids
I can't live in this world full of rock heads
Finding a good one like finding the Lochness
Monster, and not Kody Scott
But down for my team and known what I got
When it's my shot, take it never look back
Or ever make it
Dedicated to my fate a known gladiator
Yeah your favourite, I run with wind
Pauly Poltergeist and the Brothers Grimm
Yeah you know me

Rest in peace bottom feeders
The scourge of the earth
Proof God doesn't need us
From fetus to birth
First mums didn't plan me, so meet plan B
The worker bee
Ron Burgendy where the pants be
Quite a big deal, ninety something kilo
Aim for the best but got
Shaq at the free throw i'm overweight
Shit I can't hold a job but
I can hold a steak
Wash it down with a bunch of brown bottles
Plutonic made it for snake charmers
The bass bang harder than face
Planting in chain armour
Heavy metal, hammers banging the hangover
In my head space, until it's dead weight
Until the next day, return of the Jedi
Sun up to sun down, return of the red eye
Dr Jeckle, Mr Trials
Mean me on on the beat be
The recipe for rest in peace