Scallops

[Verse 1] Fatty cells expand when we take the mic in hand Check out the land on which we dwell with the rhyme unplanned Now central coastin', not like central heating MC's minds meating like the lake meets the sea at Swansea On solid rock, yes you know we don't stop 'Til we got everyone of you poppin like bottle tops Like a stubby on the verandah nothing we planned'a Just spontaneous banter when we take the chance to Entice you to do this nice to whatever vice you choose I think we prove you got nothing to lose By following us - in my tongue I trust To get done what we must swirls of red dust behind me So hard to find it so why try, getting high Wide open skies and country side Just gimme some beats and rhymes and room to thrive and I swear that I'll always come live and direct Inspect the jam from every angle that you can And you might interpret the master plan But if you don't I'll still be rockin the boat Chillin wit trakswet and tofu, lake side To promote this new view [Chorus] {x4} Like a $3.40 bag of fresh hip hop From your local fish n' chip shop AH Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top When we do what we do we give heads the bops [Verse 2] Torches reflect in oily water, scorching sun Ordinary laws, bored people run off the day don't stay So they pack up, stacked up equipment and set out The way to play at Lake Placid, snake acid, reak havoc Groove grabbing, thought skanking, travelled on trains Buses pains main lines, trusted train departing We rushed it, discussed it, with lack of preparation Separation from city scenes littered streets, reversed beets Immersed in the heat from the batlas technique Wants and needs, verbal speed darkness feeds And bites and beats through the night that are sliced with a knife Ripe with the rhymes that run through my life With stacks and piles of pancakes and pears For goodness sake I'm aware when we wake Opportunities we take to break and break And frantically tickle me; its rushing all over me [Chorus] {x4} [Verse 3] Clip-art cobras descending on wyee station Not of the rave persuasion, we are our own rave Trakswet tofu and I disembark in strange days Swarms of Christmas beetles you have to get through or shoo away Quick a select few knew what to do Or chose or choose to fly to flew To coastal aboads for tunes That knew the wind that blew No seeds be sewn it's all be blown in breezes Reflective foils sonic releases and eases me Essential, like sunscreen, spf 15 slip slop slap on this track When you wanna feel like summer laid back Song gets stronger, MC's go longer When folks in live shows nod along to their flows [Chorus] {x8}