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SINGER: 2 Up
SONG:Why Do I Try So Hard
Could someone tell me what up with these try-hard homies their caps back to front but i think they're phonies theyre hangin with the crew decked out in fubu the lastest nike sneaker is their choice of shoe the extra triple large pants so big theyre saggin with the pimp bit their leg theyd be draggin in the hood you know youre not a real g unless you spell phat p-h-a-t the local shopping center is the place you hang chilling with ya bitch and the rest of the gang comparing knives shootin dice and working on your plan to become an aussie version of the wu-tang clan alright, thats enough, you gotta stop but please, this aint new york city or los angeles cause theres no lbc in the ldb no snoop doggy dogg or worry g You have gotta be kidding or joking, or just smoking your tracksuits bright green and youre looking like a fashion fiend to some, but others seem to like it a ton oh, shit, theyve got the same one on! hang on, hang on, i think i know whats goin on you feel more hardcore when you dress this way the aussie colour gangs at the shops you hang comin back every day like a boomerang doin criminal things as your nokia rings mum is callin you home you got a family thing what a cutesy wootsy little gangsta g harass me when youre runnin home for tea your just rich boys wishin you was black or poor spending days smoking crack and patronizing whores but you dont, you wont, and your starting to smirk cause when you turn seventeen your dadll buy you the merch man, ive been to la ive seen the ganstas chill believe me boys it aint nothing like the hills so check yourself b4 you wreck yourself get the fashion araising and correct yourself but if youre down your dressing like a clown thats it just stop givin me shit when im tryin to catch a flick (scratching) The gangs are gathered round the front of gracie brothers theyre too young to drive so theyre waiting on their mothers to come pick them up and take them home that's why they've got that flashy new mobile phone then, you've got the ones who are on their ps with a license in hand and a set of keys doin laps of the local neighborhood thinking theyre looking so damn good the car is lowered, the windows tinted but what a fuckin shame that the spoilers dinted id guess it doesn't matter when you've got a sick system that goes so loud the whole world can listen to your doof, doof crap and your gangsta rap no room for more than 2 with the woofers in the back the boys in the hood, they never looked this good if you could change your skin colour well id bet you would but that aint gonna happen, so i guess youre just a wigger at least youre looking cool in your tommy hill figure (scratching) This is not about race religion or colour or creed cause theres dicks in every part of the world, you see this is bout teenyboppers hangin out at the shops wastin all my time, its my path they cross with your fists firmly clenched and your arms extended you stand at me and now youre offended? if i was tough enough, id knock your ass to the floor but im not so ill laugh and make a run for the door you really think, youre looking like a gansta rapper like ice cubes hanging out in parramatta you get a whizzer food court so whats the deal? some call it harlarm others call it westfield so fuck you if youre wearing detus and just kidding if you ever get to meet us and if you fall for that, man youre as dumb as you look cause when it comes to looking stupid, boy you wrote the book (scratching)
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