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[Intro] (+Big Punisher sample) (Come one, come all) Burn City (Come one, come all) Ay! Yeah [Verse 1] Plutonic Lab turn the sirens up Sounds like something from 91 Mighty drums banging like Heidi Klum Got DJ Bonez on the final cut No diamond love, no blingy bling No synthy synth, no singy sing Just, hip-hop on the gritty tip Like, kinky bitches with a titty ring Strictly hardcore, no ifs or buts No video clips with Linkin Park No, pop hits in the singles chart No, club shit, I don't listen to Crunk New York to London, literally unknown Victoria's secret, lyrically cut throats Give you a blood nose with intricate brush strokes Obese Crew bringing the love home [Hook] (+Big Punisher sample) (Come one, come all) (Toe to toe) Pound for pound (Blow for blow) Round for round Coast to coast Town to town Obese Crew holding it down (Come one, come all) (Toe to toe) (Blow for blow) [Verse 2] It ain't over, no paying payola No playing a game, stay on the same kosher Make a mistake, lay in the grave soldier Why burn city blaze like a chain smoker? No doubt where my sound belongs No clichŽ chants, make the crowd respond No, forgetting bout the town I'm from On some rock star shit like Elton John No Vaseline, no fallacy No matter what rappers keep telling me No beef, no greed, no jealousy No sleep for the people on Melbourne streets I'm a, happy drunk, back up off me Trynna say we're not acting properly Need to look in the mirror like Matt McCaughy In a Hollywood action comedy