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Yeah Adrenaline And another match and a pen Guess I'm making other rappers irrelevant If you want war then fuck it I'm clashing with ten of 'em But them crack heads are delicate Facts are developing Natural intelligence Rappers are jealous That Wombats back on the track and ahead of 'em Act like the devil will crash from the heavens That's Genesis You'll get slapped for the hell of it Back like I never left Better yet, I'm back with Devlin (?) Learn all the facts I could burn 'em to ash And the tracks will be evidence I've been acting a mess when I smacked up my head again As I'm kicking back in the Meriton Filming, getting gassed up Talk shit, then you're getting smacked up Like it's heroin I've got no love for a foe now Letras de cancionesYou get shown up in a show down You got blown up all because of what you wanna post up Put your phone down And I'm known in my home town no doubt, wasn't easy 'Cos I've grown up where the fiends be I ain't phased by a fed but I bet when you see deez And you throw love like a PC Young emcee man I rep with the veterans Young emcee and I rep with the legends Young emcee then I step to a set And I get 10 mills but don't get upset just accept it Then I'm on to my next bitch I don't want her friendship I just want sex, with a lot of fake love I just wanna take drugs and exit That's a break up like Brexit Jeez I ain't ever place as a runner up Like a raise in the mix with the chase, I'm raising another cup First they hate, then later they chuckin' up When I rock beats, you's just wanna compete Get a cup of concrete Yeah mate better toughen up All these cunts wanna claim they came from the gutter You came from your mother, cunt (Don't want to transcribe in case I butcher all the bars, need someone who's got that accent on lock to help out please.) Yeah Some cunts wanna act but I ain't on that When I been bashed had a gun to my head Then smacked with a baseball bat But still stand staunch, I could face on that I was never phased or afraid of a scrap Too many fake emcees wanna claim their this Wanna claim their that But they ain't on shit Is it fake or fact? I could take on an arm And move arms in the military March in the Middle East Spark up my inner beast And release it and charge on a killing spree Harsh, but it's hard to believe it I'm just after some inner peace Too much drama, I gotta get far from the misery 'Cause I just wanna kick back Master of wizardry Sharp with delivery From Letras Mania