[Verse One: Eso]
It's those underground cats, who know the sk**s
Who drove miles to a show just to know who's real
Who's flows are ill, who's flows can still
Blow the roof off this b**h, drunk, stoned or chilled
See these kids now days think if you're rapping you're well paid
When they knew nothing I was dropping acid in L.A
But I'm an Aussie like Commodore's and Falcons
A head-f** compared to another boring album
So if you're used to a prison
I know a crew who can kick it
They touch down that rough sound without using their fingers
What we do is religious, what you do is a business
You got chicks in your clips but they're usually mingers
Thats Right, the life of a cave man
The dirty dog barking, who writes in the basement bro
My crews unique, after this you'll remember me
We lift kids lids with a fix you could never dream
[Bridge: Bliss]
Oh sh** you heard them boys
Raising hell, and making that noise
It goes stand up, hands up, right in the middle
I said hands up, stand up, it's live and official
Oh sh** you heard them boys
No sh** they bringing that noise
[Eso]
Put em' up, middle fingers to the system
Cook It Up...