[Hook 1:]

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's

[Hook 2: Sesta]

(Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now

(Da na na) Sesta about to put my shit down

(Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real

It's like

[Verse 1: Sesta]

I'm that kinda guy you find bumping n grinding blind

Trying to hit the finest bitch but I won't lie I'm no Bias

A ladies man I'm not, I got K.D. Lang looking slags

Want to know tags up on their fun bags, but fuck that

I'm that hunch back, lumber jack looking scum bag

With pick up lines like "mummy this can I touch that" (ooo come here)

But I'm as charming as a heart attack and fact is

Less attractive than eight Guy Sebastians

On crack with they back kicked in

Still I'm the sickest ever spitting the art and that's an acronym

This crowds packing in, I'll pick up tonight

And nine times out of ten I'm right before that one bit

I'll drink then let the ignorance kick in

Skip the mix and then slip the dick in

If I have a kid I'll call it "Oops Lady"

Raise that baby and I'll pay for the school books

[Hook 1:]

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's

[Hook #2: Hons]

(Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now

(Da na na) Sketchy Hons about to put my shit down

(Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real

It's like

[Verse 2: Hons]

The name's Hons I'm the type of guy you don't

Take home to meet your folks and that ain't no joke

I've got a slut abuse problem from a sick porn addiction

Not to mention booze, gambling and a freak fetish for kissing

I'm a late bloomer, I don't wake till noon

I'm that dealer at the cash you dropped your pay check to

On some freak bitch shit I act with cuntish behaviour

I got randoms on repeat till I can beat Chris Money Maker

I'm that chauvinistic pig for you bitch rappers

The pissed maggot at the bar yelling "shit happens"

The fact is that I'm a gambling addict

At the Taj I'm twenty-forty, taking stacks from Ben Affleck

Teenage heart throb, party to my heart stop

And I'm outdrinking crews right until the tab at the bar stop

Start with Hons that shit is hopeless bro

Cos you ain't nothing but a tortoise trying to b-boy like Pinocchio

[Hook 1:]

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

Like a freak on the elevator I'ma fuck you up

I'm from the crew that sets it off by spraying beer in your face

The liquidator with the hardcore demanor's

[Interlude: Trials]

Yeh we bout to break it down for a quick second

Let the organs play, let the drinks get topped up

And then get right back into it like

Alright, check it

[Hook 4: Trials]

(Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now

(Da na na) Hey, Trigga Trial 'bout to put my shit down

(Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real

It's like

[Verse 3: Trials]

Well I'm the type of guy you find blind drunk

Girl in the trunk tied up

About to pick the kids and wife up

Eyes stuck cause sleep is rare

Beef with Trials then that beef ain't fair

Steer clear! You in the cross hairs

Of a cat with nine lives with eight still spare

And a death wish, check the cast like Def Wish

We park for breakfast where the largest breast is

From B cups, C cups, double D cups

At a little hippy show telling emo kids to cheer up

I know being rich kiddies is hard

Like the world knows Tara Reid's titties is scarred

My finishing moves to change what you listening too

Hitting the brew till my brain cells missing a few

All I do, rap about bitches and booze

You dont like it take a seat next to the bitches getting booed, mother fuck fuck

[Hook 5: Chorus]

(Da na na) Certified Wise in this bitch now

(Da na na) Reflux put your shit down

(Da na na) Who think they got the skill to try to top the bill when we rock for real

It's like

[Scratches: DJ Reflux]

Yehhh, check it out

Yehhh, Like that

Check it, Check, Check it out

Like that...