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hyjak, eso & adam crook - who’s the tightest? كلمات الأغنية

[intro: esoterik]
yeah, just a p_ssy
dust off your p_ssies, big macka’s back on a motherf_ckin’ track, check it out
check it out

[verse 1: esoterik]
crack a crocodile smile, i’m back in the booth
that mad monkey motherf_cker with a sack full of brew
straight up attackin’ the youth with freedom of thought
and i’ma find the loophole and f_ckin’ beat down the door
we need peace in the street ‘cause these rappers are zombies
and if the beast wants to eat, i’ll be flashin’ my dog t__th
these ideas are bulletproof, i’m not a k!ller on a record
but my mind is like a military weapon
and my crew is immune to thе cash that makes you lie
in the booth with thе juice to write a classic every time
but when i choose to get loose, grab a mic and flip a rhyme
i give proof to the youth, paradise is in their mind
and this is big crook, jetlag, hyjak & eso
we do this on the daily, from the east to west coast
it’s a bird, it’s a plane, nah, that’s me when i ride
flippin’ off you motherf_ckers on my bmx bike, b_tch!

[chorus]
“australia”
“where ya at?”
“yeah!”
“f_ck up the party when they don’t invite us”
“who the tightest?”
“australia”
“where ya at?”
“yeah!”
“f_ck up the party when they don’t invite us”
“this hip_hop music got us so excited”
[verse 2: hyjak]
rowdy rhyme rocker make it feel the impact
hit your chick from the back till she get whiplash
we back, believe that, hyjak keep it stashed
police never find my trees, hide my weed in my teabag
tryna lean back to this? you might fall over
make a rabbi cry, “i always loved [?] culture”
smoke up ‘til i imagine i see [?]
bendin’ over on a sofa, how about a game of poker?
snap out my coma, (what?) back to reality (yup)
back to the street with these crackheads harassin’ me
step so casually, ya think i’m moonwalkin’
talk noise pollution all through your walkman
warlord of rap, act so appalling (what?)
strippers dancin’ on the mixin’ boards when we recordin’
[?] most ridiculous
treatin’ [?] like finger puppets gettin’ blown in the cinemas (what?)

[chorus: adam crooks]
“australia”
“where ya at?”
“yeah!”
“f_ck up the party when they don’t invite us”
“who the tightest?”
“australia”
“where ya at?”
“yeah!”
“f_ck up the party when they don’t invite us” (adam crook)
“this hip_hop music got us so excited”
[verse 3: adam crook]
as a cradle to infant, her name’s my music
man, stable a future with this talent i’m using
willing and able to do it, but the question due is
“will i be able to stay true through all the bullsh_t?”
talkin’ to my notepad, know, know when i was writing
little did i know, through my third eye, that i was rhyming
siding on my pillar of grace, i belittle the faith
but will to mates when i brittle the page
it’s still to daze when my mind floats away
willingly feeling amazed spitting my case
spilled in the bass, step them stones to greatness
push weights ‘til i ate lyrics ‘til i’m sick in the face
it’s bricks and basics, old chicks and face lifts
me and my flow, a rich fam and great gifts
they go together, we’re rarely ever apart
and i know no better than the name of my art

- hyjak eso adam crook

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