Forthwrite - You Already Know lyrics

Uh yo, what up homies? Forthwrite's here
I know that you love us
'cause it's all I hear
Yep, PEZ and 360, come on, let's go
It's Ground Up 4, yep, you already know (Yo)
Three-six

Hey, yo, my biceps define sex
But they're way too fuckin' big
Man, it makes it really hard
For me to write cheques (yeah)
That's the reason that I failed my sight test
And you should see how awkward it is
When I do a mic check (One, two)
I only eat white bread if it's dyed red
'Cause my parents say it's easier to digest
(Fuckin' eat it) and I'll be honest, yo
I really am a Nike head
That's why you see my mouth
Talkin' from a Nike tick (Hello, I'm Nike)
You better be warned
Me and P are sendin' a storm
You would've seen it in your
Weather reports and warm
Your hands up and go and head for to door
You wanna stop it? Then you better applaud
(Clap)

'Cause when we perform
You see a sea full of people
Who tend to throw fit's
So when I leave, they're
All screamin' out "PEZ, your flow's sick!"
No shit
You don't think I know I'm dope bitch
I'm so fuckin' good that now I'm
Even on my own dick
And so Six, but shit yo, I'm so sick
Of livin' with no money to spend
I need some dough quick
'Cause, I'm that broke kid who's so rich
That even though I own six homes
I'm still homeless with no crib
(Any change mate?) I get inspired to
Admire what is Showbiz (Uh) but then inside
I'm sick and tired of havin' no gigs
(Fuckin' hell) i've had enough
The only reason that I don't quit
Is all the funny stories that I
Get from on our road trips
(Check this one out)
Just last week, I was bathin' with a blowfish
My toe slipped
I hit the soap dish and left my throat slit
Plus my nose broke open 'cause my bones split
My hand snapped so I've got no fists
Just low wrists which makes it fuckin' hard
Tryna smoke spliffs 'Cause they won't stick
So it's hard to get the dope lit
I'm all sad but me, knowin' I need dope
I light whole bags and just
Lean over the weed smoke
It's been so hard, still I'm tryna see hope
I keep starin' at my stumps
Prayin' for some regrowth (Come on)
But, it's not happenin'
Either I'm gonna snap or I'll
Be so seedy that you'll see me at a peepshow
Each and every week
Close teeth with a C note
Tryna find a cheap ho to
Deep throat my meat loaf (Take it all down)
Eatin' free roast till I feel my ego
Is sweet and redeemed then I'm
Leavin' in a speedboat

Ayo, PEZ, I feel a chill on my neck
'Cause when I said I'm rockin' ice
I meant a literal sense
It's Forthwrite motherfuckers, yeah
It's Sixty and PEZ
The same dudes who ripped it to
Shreds on Kick to the Head
I down four grams of coke, yo
I'm thinkin' I'm dead next life
I'm thinkin' I'll stick to
The biccies instead i'm a criminal head
I reckon prison's the best
'Cause they give you free dinners and
They give you a bed
Yo, I think I'm the best
That's why I stick out my chest
With so many fly kicks
I'm leavin' ninjas impressed (Wah)
Yo, there's all these scene heads man
They're callin' me gay
'Cause, I don't shave my head and
Wanna brawl with my mates
(Fuck off) I was born with a fork
And a cork in my face
Mum had an abortion, the abortion was late
Yo, it took me five months to
Get her water to break then I popped out
Lookin' like a corpse in a lake
Brunettes in group sex, yo
The orgies are great
But they caught me on tape
Like Shane Warnie’s mistake
(I'll bowl a flipper)
Yeah, I'm not the type to go and
Claim that we're the next shit
'Cause everybody already knows
We're the best, shit!

Now i shouldn't have to repeat myself
But, I'm going to we're the best
Peace (Ha ha ha ha, yeah, Forthwrite)