[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...