Horrorshow - If You Know What I Mean lyrics

[Verse 1: Solo] Now once upon a time not long ago (not long ago) There was an ocker kicking rhymes up in the land of rock and roll He's not a rocker, just a stoner on a roll (on a roll) Goin' all out on the road and tryna make the honour roll See I been all up in the dojo practicin' my braggadocio Learned to toot my own horn, blow my saxophone and my oboe Soprano, alto, baritone, mastered my high and low notes A quick jazz cigarette then I'm takin' my solo If you ain't heard about it ask around On any given Sunday bet we turn the party out Get love on every corner walkin' through our part of town Yeah, you that lucky winner, Price Is Right and so you better come on down To the inner west, come and visit the turf You'll see my crew be runnin' Sydney like the City2Surf From the pretty beach sides to the sticks in the 'burbs They say "that dude Smooth Nicholas, he slick with them words" [Hook: Solo] I was rollin' with my brosef and he turned and said to me "Homie, you been goin' in since we was only seventeen" I said "I ain't one to blow my own, but I tend to agree If ah, you know what I—you know what I mean, what I mean" Now the punters say they love the way I spit it on the beat It put the roof over my head and put the kicks up on my feet Nothin' changed, still a couple snakes, we cut them blades of green If ah, you know what I—you know what I mean [Verse 2: Solo] The sorta sh** that they let fly, I could do with my eyes closed But I'm taking the high road, tryna scale heights, never fall off cause I climb slow See my sign's goat, as in G.O.A.T Make my way from A to B while spelling out what's plain to see My man was shotgun in the 'Yota, looked over and said to me "Homie, you been goin' in since we was only seventeen" When we'd rock up to your house party, rollin' twenty deep Turnin' off your Black Eyed Peas and throwin' on some BDP R.B.G, R.O.C, Eminem or D.R.E R.S.E, BnE or Suffa, Pressure, and Debris For the moment probably be that O.V.O or T.D.E But homie this that O.N.E, that D.A.Y, that E.N.T Nowadays we got our names up on the list and drinks are free It's like something I think I saw in a vision or a dream I'm tryna paint the kind of picture that make you picture the scene If ah, you know what I—you know what I mean [Hook: Solo] I was rollin' with my brosef and he turned and said to me "Homie, you been goin' in since we was only seventeen" I said "I ain't one to blow my own, but I tend to agree If ah, you know what I—you know what I mean, what I mean Now the punters say they love the way I spit it on the beat It put the roof over my head and put the kicks up on my feet Nothin' changed, still a couple snakes, we cut them blades of green If ah, you know what I—you know what I mean [Outro: Solo] Don't wanna blow my own trumpet, don't wanna toot my own horn Don't wanna beat my own drum kit, don't wanna write my own score But they like it, they love it, they buy it, they bump it, recite it Turn it up and then they bump it up some more Don't wanna blow my own trumpet, don't wanna toot my own horn Don't wanna beat my own drum kit, don't wanna write my own score But they like it, they love it, they buy it, they bump it, recite it Turn it up and then they bump it up some more [Produced by Adit; Additional production by Nic Martin]