Illusive Sounds - Get Loose (Phazed Out) lyrics

[Verse 1: Bliss] Bliss n Eso, Hyjak, bring it precise We singing it nice, fresher than a minger on ice If you all up in this b**h then start breaking something Ain't this bumping? Every f**ing patron jumping And this came from nothin', f** radio airwaves sh** to save I've got my hair shaved "Bro, that's fair play" To all my troops, get your boots stamping You get me booze slammin', I'm a loose cannon I found my companion, Izm was so blind Pa**ed out on the sh**ter five minutes to showtime You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly co*k-eyed, with a head that looks like a dropped pie Turn it clockwise on your volume meter All you lads scream out like you callin' beaver "Come here", waking up all you sleepers sh**'s so f**ing loud like we're bombing speakers, it goes: [Hook:] Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h [Verse 2: Hyjak] Are they ready for this? I don't think they are We ain't weight lifters, but still came to raise the bar Face it, you basic, we state of the art Dedicate, you're dangerous like demons playing the harp You play your part, I make my mark and go the distance Got studio equipment for Christmas, now you think you can spit this? We made our own path rolling With rims spinnin' we just stolen off Mark's Holden What you telling me? They jealous we controllin' our destiny I'm the piece of the puzzle that's been dipped in LSD Fella you see in the RTA lighting weed Why the f** you need photo ID to get photo ID? Bad guy you need to point your finger at Slap you in the face with a dick attached to a f**ing cricket bat Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly You the finest, we the illest, west side of the sea [Hook:] Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h [Bridge:] To all my troops getting loose, get your boots stamping Where you at? Oh yeah To all my troops getting loose, get your boots stamping Where you at? Oh yeah [Verse 3: Eso] Oh sh**, another track I can bless With psychedelic side effects, got Hyjak in a dress And I'm chilling like a villain bro, rolling skunk While Bliss is buck naked bloody bowling drunk Man you know what's up, that authentic sh** Less bling bling bro and more penmanship Man I'll send this sh** to the moon and back Then burn something backstage where my crew is at See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year To live off this mic and be sponsored by beer Since that won't happen I'ma show you a trick How to piss and walk while you're smoking a spliff And it's making 'em sick, lower cla** blowing smoke in the face Of the rich. What I spit hits kids like taking a trip And I'm 'a tear these walls down, so buff, touch pricks can stare these balls down [Hook:] Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h Grab your partner do-si-do To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow "Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch "Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b**h [Turntablism/Outro] Let's get loose up in this b**h, "Oh yeah" Let's get loose up in this b**h, "Oh yeah" Let's get loose up in this b**h