The Fight

[Verse 1] They underestimated a brothers dedication And dubbed this art form as another replication They said we'd never make it above the preperation We proved them all wrong and touched a generation People loved it without a marketing budget Without, toning it down and dumbing the subject And it took a lot of pain as a struggling artist Some passing their judgement like "we come from the gutters" I used to think it was the tone of our voice But it's the voice of our own that we've grown to avoid When the Hoods went platinum - nobody saw that Street press ignored rappers like a support act Labels knocked us all back like a door man We did it alone and stuck to the format We did it alone (we did it alone) (To the format) to the format [Chorus] {2X} It's a fight for respect of the music It's a fight to defend who we are It's a fight to the end from the start Obese Creeew reppin' the art And the name's like a Fight Club membership card [Verse 2] This countries about more than sports celebrities More than politics form our legacy How do we so easily talk sincerity When history haunts like born identities Contemporary characters left out the narrative It's only natural we pin down the sparages Killing them off like the City Of God I don't care what the fucking music industry wants This is hip hop without gimmicky props And our sound won't fit into an idiot box We got belief in eachother, above the payments If what I'm saying's un-Australian - fuck the nation The streets outside are reflecting the times And they're green with envy like emerald eyes Sometimes I used to wonder if we ever will rise Buried alive amongst superficial stereotypes [Chorus] [Verse 3] Only a few sold out, can't remember their names It's the one-dimensional fundementals of fame Some forget where they came from, pretend to relate But I got no hard feelings whatever the case No matter what the future holds I want you to know Everything we've done for the love of the music bro And if we never made it at the bedroom studio I'd still be proud we were tryna do it so That's for my man Jase, spoken with mad praise No regrets for the moments I can't change We didn't stagnate, we opened the fan base Watched as this culture altered the landscape Def Wish AKA brothers had faith Before Obese Records was a brand name Before Triple J gave us mad play Aussie Hip Hop blew up on the rampage [Chorus] {2X}