Punchline

[Intro:] Aye yo Nebs I think this is that flavour that's gonna Look, (it's like) look, look [Verse: 1] I'm feeling smoother than ever I'm rocking Gucci with feathers Should see me move man I'm clever I got the movement in cheddar I take a 2 add some letters Another 2 5 together That means the crew is forever You never knew of it better Spitter or rapper Just stop the chitter and chatter Flow live a shiv in the bladder Kicked in the fucking' door Like I ain't even heard of Aussie Rap Now other rappers scratch their heads Like "Jesus Christ, what was that?" He ain't say a barbeque or even mention politics He did say that he wants us dead Our baby mums can swallow dicks It worked for him like fuckin' hell His selling out his shows and shit He ain't got no showman-ship Cos he ain't gonna show men shit! I hang around the type of cunts that stay hypin' up They don't wanna fight for cash, they just wanna fight for blood Do you like or love the reason why I rise above? I'll slap your little sister down until she gets me - lighten up! [Hook x2:] Punchline, yeah they waitin' on that It took me 10 damn years to create where I'm at So if you even have a thought of ya takin' it lad Expects a fucking avalanche to be breaking your back [Verse: 2] I'm crushing pills, use your pussy as a pill press Then put a pussy on the pill, once the pill's pressed I'm the ill yes I'm the sickness I'm the rapper keeping Aus alive, rappers still stressed My price rised over a couple of months 3 massive tour, I can't even 'member the cunts I got some boys that are loyal, they all got my back So if you ever pop at me they gonna pop you back Back, back, then back again Until ya slap, trap, hacked Then you wrapped in bin I'm a Rap King Half the age of what you call Rap Kings They never want beef, they just call it a 'rap thing' When Nebs was in jail, he was doing his stretch I was working on the rhymes for the future I guess... It's now x5 [Hook x2:] [Verse: 3] There's no effort in the shit that you do It's quite obvious, that's why they don't listen to you! I'm the Kers, controversial, drinking the purple ABK, that the circle Hater's getting murked If I'm out of the club I'm surrounded by cunts So much pussy tryna touch me but I'm outta ya slut! No times for the games, I'm strange in my brain "04 on the train to the city again Run a muck, back then, you could hear me flow I've been out thinking that was almost 10 years ago! I started from the streets, so that you know that it's real And back then, ain't nobody gonna throw me a deal So I got my hustle on, with the skill it was obvious That I be running rap and I'm standing at the top of it! There's the cocky shit You wanted the young Kers I could kill a motherfuckers life, in 1 verse! [Hook x2:] [Outro:] What up Nebs 225 ABK Top of this shit Another NEBS production You can't get beats like this