[Verse 1]
At 93 til’
Infinity, niggas spitting to a high degree, and gon’ be on a
Killing spree and shouts to Dilla beats and Wu-Tang, we just a
Millimetre away of getting cream and fed to see the
Souls of mischief fly to home in pristine and to hold, not miss
Me, fly the lotus with clean entrance, whole wide
World gon’ try be watching, convince me, to staple north shore
Photos on walls to go and mourn, good times and good things that I’d be
Missing like the city, if I’d want to bring back seventies for
Father he singing Bo Rhap, both raps I’ve made, I
Flow but no masquerades, I wrote to throw tamtrum, raid the
Home but not camp a day, childish naggers pray on hope to stay awake my
Love, to say Laneway’s the one and spark arena is a must, the dark scenery
Dust to dust, cloud one we reach and crowds run a moshpit, I’m certified on it
Crash dropping open bars don’t need a key or a lockpick, back on
Serving more bars to match an Alcatraz convict, we
Conflict and trap the microphone like a hostage
Eagle eye when any stage is open for a hogging
Right into the play without an ID or login, lobbing
In the lobby where the rhymes from Jay are mad lost in
[Hook]
Open up the wrapper we gon’ get the sweet out
Stoked to be a rapper need to get my piece out, not peace
Out, still peace to any nigga that is bound to see it all
Front-to-back applaud for that nigga Afro Freddofrog
[Verse 2]
No longer seated on a bench, I’m on the beats and feed the
Rest of shit, mess this bitch and thread this shit together
Bread and fresh cheddar we gon’ grab it quick we better find
New fine troops for live niggas on iTunes, the
Vibe playlist, dreams happen hope we afford it, it’s
20 wave caps, with speakers on bumping Doris, sun’s
Genesis supersonic efforts we gon’ ensure it
Bring that bass and chorus back my afro nigga
[Hook]
Open up the wrapper we gon’ get the sweet out
Stoked to be a rapper need to get my piece out, not peace
Out, still peace to any nigga that is bound to see it all
Front-to-back applaud for that nigga Afro Freddofrog