Funkoars - The Reason lyrics

[Intro:] Good night my friend The silence coming down on me The things you said, the words you said were not for me And the road that I have to run (is so long) Have no time to hang around (now so long) [Verse 1: Sesta] Find me around the last house from the left in the car With a dark figure cigar and hard liquor Harpinture bar spitter You ain't up to par with this hard hitting [?] Just after chart remains the bar you case That can't remain with half these names Park your fame in corner of the street You're looking like your b**h period late Nice behaviour, duck tape and taser My flavour, laughing at the d**hs in the pavement You saviour, role model, creacher, teacher Send the motherf**ers to ether I'm feeling like f** this, f** that, f** him, f** her f** the beats, of course, f** the world, hey I've got a binge slap for everyone who want it And this is the pure product [Hook:] We the reason you quit, we the reason you spit We the reason you ain't worth sh** Can't believe the thought or fact the oars Are back, we the reason MC's leave peaceful We the reason, we the reason We the reason (cos you ain't sh**) We the reason, we the reason We the reason (your crew ain't sh**) (Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't) (Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**) [Verse 2: Trials] My p**n slam, your f**ing face of your fan Like, give up that walkman, now walk man Now you half-stepping in a mine field Full of white rappers and past efforts of veterans ideals There's no hiding, the odds of surviving A drunk drive [?] with five c*nts piled in Spin, hit the island, bright lights [?] To ward the hospital ward where they lay silent Bright lights [?] to ward their lord Driver escapes unscaved and walks from core I'm from the place where they expect me to be an Accessory to a [?] fashion accessory but f** it I'ma go against the [?], you know the name I'm the picture of health stuck inside a broken frame A funkoar, [?] binge Drinking on my buck's night, sticking b**hes with my ring finger [Hook:] We the reason you quit, we the reason you spit We the reason you ain't worth sh** Can't believe the thought or fact the oars Are back, we the reason MC's leave peaceful We the reason, we the reason We the reason (cos you ain't sh**) We the reason, we the reason We the reason (your crew ain't sh**) (Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't) (Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**) [Verse 3: Hons] We lost a battle, [?] in a dark alley Looked into the eyes of d**h through a blood stained bally I hacked the [?] until the hatchet turns red I won't let you die, I'll show you things worse than d**h Eyes picked at the [?], take out the two limbs Til the ligaments [?] the back like loose shoe strings And this is how we do things on a blood stained paper This ain't Wes Craven, I'm the right hand of Satan This ain't the mainstream, this some dirty [?] On top of the food chain, crowned the kings of this rap world I think that ain't true, that's some funny sh** I only rock shows to find a pretty b**h to bump [?] with On some scummy sh**, brush the crumb from the shoulder [?] I could paint your girl's body like a whole car Get them hands up, like David Blaine made them levitate And make some noise for the 'Oars, Australian hip hop heavyweights [Hook:] We the reason, we the reason We the reason (cos you ain't sh**) We the reason, we the reason We the reason (your crew ain't sh**) (Your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't sh**, your crew ain't) (Do that-do that...do that-do that sh**)