[Intro]
We, are, WA (scratching)
[Dialekt]
8 bars way too long I don't need that
Just reverse and recap cause these raps
Crack the beat so hard it make a fiend snap
Isolation city, might say committee
Full of gritty spitters rap flaker the chitty bang wit' these rappers
These Bruce Jenners can't hang wit' us
Cut the game isn't the same since s-sticky-icky came
Schizophrenic in the garbage can, I been insane
[Universal]
I couldn't think of a better way to tell y'all
When I get behind the mic you know it's real raw
I used to steal but why the f** I got to steal for
That's negative mind energy on some real talk
Some cleverly designed weaponry, real small
Obsessively drinking Hennessey how you real though
I'm endlessly on LSD
Can I get a playback on this motherf**ing melody?
[Big Terra]
It's that ? from the night cause I make sh** drastic
Grab you by the neck then stretch it like elastic
That same old crook, I'm a dirty little ba*tard
All up in the studio, keeping it galactic
I'm outta this world, melting haters like some plastic
I flow so retarded cause I'm lyrically a spastic
Hit you with an uppercut and make you do a backflip
Leave you with two black eyes and some fat lips
[Projekt Pat]
I'm here to represent the northside and my main gang
Do or die we leave you brutalised there ain't a thang changed
Who am I? You see my true disguise where my chain hang
I ain't in a gang and I don't hang with girls who gang bang
Damn mang, you can ask my girl to ask my main thang
There ain't nobody out there cold as me or in the same lane
See I slang green I roll with criminals that slang king
I move with k**ers just my name will make your brain sing
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[Ex]
f**ing with a hoodlum and it's sick just like a new town kid
And witness what it's like to be a broken soul of hopelessness
I'm overing land bridges, if you understand then listen and
These bars are for the prisoners and kids without a Christmas list
Free my homie poet this is blacker than my tinting gets
Tempted by my tenancies to tip my ship and sink wit' it
I'm deeper than my willy wash galactic as we finish it
We writers 'til the d**h and it's my f**ing guilty innocence
[Asom Stordimento]
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?, Galactix Studio
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[Black Poet]
It's that big black magic, got some let me have it
Rollin' up the Earth like my name was big atlas
Hit them with a backflip, lit 'em up with matches
Legs like a centipede, prayin' like a mantis
Represent Galactix, real street tactics
Dreamtime hustle with a thousand different rappers
Throw a green grenade like a green beret
Then they pull the ultimate rapper off my DNA
[Cris Rojas]
It's ? shorty, the haters and you f**ers that don't know me
?, yeah you putas know you owe me
I'm sick and tired of kicking it with locos that are phony
You tryna ride up all up on that dick, like a pony
You ain't no mafiaso motherf**er you ain't Tony
Ain't no testimonies cause you spittin' straight baloney
I don't need the homie cause I do it on my lonely
Medicated when we smoke if you against me you can blow me
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[Yazza]
You know about to witness verbal homicide
f**ing with me, you better off committing suicide
(Oh my god) That's Yazza on the beat I got 'em petrified
Cause the way I rap, I can shake the whole mountain side
I started from the bottom but I'm climbing up the ladder
I'm making rappers piss, like they got a full bladder
One hit turn 'em n***as ballerina
Built like a brick sh**house from f**ing Casuarina
[KS aka k** Switch]
Yo when I spit flames they think I'm El Diablo
Deliver dope lines like the dudes that used to work for Pablo
I see you tryna imitate Chong Nee's piano
You drop a record and ask yourself "Did I blow?"
No you didn't, your flow crippled
Ghetto watch out for the ? shots got you riddled
Tryna be fly, tryna be I, tryna diss I, I clip off your wings and watch you die
[Kaycee]
It's been a minute since I've been equippin' my voice as an instrument
And those who listen from day one have always been into it
So I guess they call me affluent, faster than an African
Lyrical bullets, I'm pulling triggers from my abdomen
And so they all be panicking like, how do you manage ya life
I tell em simple, we different, you more the mannequin type
You tryna stick but can't throw like javelin
I'm dynamic and that's gold when I medal like a champion
[Emcee Jolly]
It's Jolly on the mic, so you best believe the hype
Cause I'm the type of guy that's never been the quiet type
I kinder like to fight, and never liked the 9 to 5
So f** your suit and tie and bro, gimme the beat to write
Perth's on the map, for the purpose of rap
With these cats in the back, it's most perfect of tracks, so
You know that, when you're lurking in packs
We be serving you facts, so we murkin' ya tracks
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[Ghost]
It's the matrix, plug me into galactix
Hit record, and watch how the murder happen
Bust a flame, follow through with anthrax
They don't just talk about fire, they say he ill too
Never told a lie so they know he real too
One look in my face and you know the deal too
It ain't the good in my breath, or the pain in my eye
It's the way I check out the scene like I'm looking for a sniper spot
[Macshane]
It's in my blood see it's thicker than water
In the bricks and mortar to when I'm living in Northbridge
I'm giving to the city need to win an award for
Cause I'm always k**ing it see when I'm spittin' the slaughter
I'm riding the wave, if you catching my drift
I'm writing the page, Fremantle is where I'm crashing the ship
My goal is to join the leagues and the ranks of the gods
You can find me rapping frees on the banks of the swan
[Tony Denairo]
Man, it's the n***a across the water
Representing southside all the way from Georgia
n***as know the f**in' deal when I grab that mic
I gives a f**, k** any beat on any given night
Man I grab that sh** right, and I grip it tight
Dudes wanna f** the mic, but I got it right
And I ain't givin' it up, you n***as know what's up
Perth city, go on and put ya middle fingers up!
[Orates]
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[Tisun]
It's like you don't know, up top, down low, too slow
Yellin' Perth City like a motherf**ing pistol
Talking all that sh** bullets might just hit you
Reality check, what the heck, I get these pussies wet
And I ain't talking 'bout the ladies
Talkin' to you f**bois who be following hype
Blindly chasing trends all into the night
And I don't even rap but I will reproduce your track to sure to bring your music back
[Sirpit]
West coast back, we got some hood sh**
With the kid clique, f** some fake sh**
Lion dynasty, I'm the emperor
Overall, overall, I'm a king
We flick sh** back, make me come quick
911, in white neighbourhood
Bricks in my hands, we the money gang
b**h please, we the money gang
[Switchblade]
Who's the best, we the best, W-A
Local weaponry you know it if you know my name
I got the fire burning sk**s to take your breath away
The maddest on the microphone Perth city and we're here to stay
It's time for change and we will play until the day is over
Addicted to the fame amazed I'm even staying sober
We are WA, the scene, needs a makeover
This ain't an introduction to the game it's the takeover
[B-Nasty]
From the land of FPVs and HSVs
Getting smoked at the traffic lights
6056 I rep it to the fullest though, that's Midland
People talking about my suburb like something wrong, nothing wrong
I put it down for P-City, and if you not on this track you really don't know, it's the committee
Yeah we so damn witty, you acting extra pretty
It's a damn pity, DRP
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[Esha]
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? , at the risk of Molotov
Dropping bombs this sh** is nuclear, I'm tryna get it through to ya
The truth it can be bitter baby I can guarantee ya
My rhymes can be the bullets and before I pull the trigger
You should figure, reconsider, that we differ, I deliver
[RA Lee]
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WA, the city is Perth city
?, vibe wit' me
[Optamystic]
Yeah I'm spitting my fire to represent the underground, the heaven sent (ha-ha)
Real recognise real, mic sk**s are evident (that's right)
State to state, man I open the gate to motivate (c'mon)
Steadily spitting my eight while your lady masterbates (ha!)
Keeping 'em calm and while the rhythm is guiding bars are lit
The energy is wild they loving it while I'm stuffing it into they muff it (stuff it)
Excuse the dirty talk but here's the reason to the rhyme
My mind is on the p**y and the pussies on my mind
[Z]
Yo they treat me like I am new to this, I let you talk your sh** It's obvious you new to this, there's ruth to this, the rulers back
And I'm a f**ing lunatic, drop kicking the lazy dicks
And you know cause I choose to rap go blah blah and shoot the six
See in the back like Baghdad, come get a taste of this
He claim he good as me, he's as foreign as some aliens
I'm 56 minus 5, I'm coming dead or alive
You can get down, to get you all on my sh** 6-1
[Chorus]
We. Are. WA
Come, meet, us, you got something to say
Perth, k**s bars, all damn day
Talking all that crazy sh** you don't know you you're f**in' with
[JR]
What you know about rockin' with this West Coast
What you know about uniting MC's while the liquor flows
What you know about spittin' galactic bars
Salute to my real peeps that ride for JR
Perth city, welcome to the cypher
We move full circle, so pa** the lighter
Raise the ganja, represent from Kwinana
Yeah I'm a real Perth Wildcat, a 90s kid spittin' fire on this track
[Mama Teesh]
There's something about this place, that makes me wanna embrace, the spirit of living envision to create
Its that West Coast state of mind that help me find mine
In the ? that I spit 'em an ill rhyme
From Mixtape Thursdays to Newports and orange at the Rocket Room
Staunches, all the brothers in the room
Mama Teesh, ? MC keepin' it a little raw-ry
Sharing my west side story
[Sirgin]
Ayo that's where I from Perth, I tell 'em it's Perth kid
The city where you step up in the cypher get murdered
The weather is perfect, for keeping it rockin'
(How's it going man?) Is the way that we talkin'
We coming no Eco, just check on my peo-ple
We waited so long we on the edge of our seat tho
You see that we up now, what goes around comes 'round
I think it's fair to say that WA, ain't playin' 'round
[Outro]
We, are, WA (scratching)