Funkoars - More of the Moosty lyrics

[Verse 1: Hons] We got the music make cynics wanna snarl But I leave them dumbfounded like when Ricky met Karl I'm an idiot abroad, Oars and K Bring the more of the raw to your city when we tour Something different with the Oars yeah we all grown up Ain't them kiddies anymore man you know what's f**ed I spent my lunch time sifting through the sifs and the nargs On Isanyoneup looking for tits or an arse I can Michael Hutchence the f** out too Rope swinging in the loungeroom, s**s how they found you And we're back with a power move Get them hands up high 747 altitude Remember when rap here was punchlines and barbecues? Now they watch how the markets move Back then we were all unknown I watched a Culture of Kings all turn to a Game of Thrones [Verse 2: Sesta] I'ma sit on my arse and let the armageddon pa** In the dark hear a spark that'll get him calm In advance shoot the alarm loot it and I'ma Sell the pharmaceuticals out the boot of my car I said piece of piss mang never leave a dick stain Nobody believe what the b**h saying Get an alibi and goodbye if you doing it smart Or get her schizophrenic friend and try and do a ménage Less rapper, more gaffer Think laterally release beats that's fatter The fapper is furious you stay curious Straight f**in' face and smoke the bud dubious Darn pagan pray to Carl Sagan Doesn't even matter which way they stay facing They lust facing hate to listen And land in calm weather I stay in the brace position [Chorus: Hons, Sesta, Trials & K21] I got five then I'm ready to roll With five of the livest, we bury 'em all Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?]) [?] till we outta control, said Five then we're ready to roll With five of the livest, we bury 'em all Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?]) [?] till we outta control [Cuts: Adfu] [Verse 3: Trails] It's like I'm getting into heaven with the Hell Raiser trilogy Go to bed nightmares of VCRs k**ing me f** it, fly to Phuket with triggedy Put it in the perm turn a brunette to WikiLeaks Peace, got a silly sized philly in the car Sweet seena in the front and I'm singing how bizarre They got propaganda and it's lovely Trials just had a proppa ganda at the country All of a sudden they knew I was coming Lick 'em in the face with my shoe slip the tongue in T motherf**in' this years coty K put it down like it bit somebody In the hard time I drink the bar dry Now you mad, I'm bad: Hamid Karzai They in my face bout footing the bill I took my thongs off stood on the till wsdl [Verse 4: K21] Okay Jose, ready or not Always right like I asked you get me the boss Setting it off, sending em off penalty box Gimme a second it's on then I'll let off the bomb f**ing-pado-ma**acred, seeing a double rainbow They know K go loopier with a stage show Left em for dead never a second to rest That's why the gnarg wanna get him to bed Better than best, fingers up in the air Not a f** of a care, go and tell a current affair That the neighbours from hell lust moved in Same motherf**er with a new grin, making the room spin Nobody better than T, Seddy, Flashy and Hons Always bring it to you foul like the bachelor frog K and Oars on the road was... all that she wrote We the last ones left, ain't no more when we go [Cuts: Adfu] [Chorus: Hons, Sesta, Trials & K21] I got five then I'm ready to roll With five of the livest, we bury 'em all Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?]) [?] till we outta control, said Five then we're ready to roll With five of the livest, we bury 'em all Funkoars (In effect) [?] ([?]) [?] till we outta control