[Intro: C Driz]

Yo, yo

We're back in town

Let's go

Aw, fuck off mate just start it again

[Verse One: C Driz]

Don't know why but I'm losing my mind

Don't look into my eyes cause I'm gruesome at times

I'll rip my arm off, sew it on with my shoestring

Don't know why, but I just find it amusing

You man are cluelessly booking

You man are stupidly moving

Tell me the motive then I might see why

Cause if you don't say I can't see what you're doing

Never seen a man that moves so wrong

If there's no beef don't beef my don

Walk through the park with a barbed wire thong

A mother with kid came to ask what I'm on

Then I just told her life

People don't see what's inside

Until they take a step outside

But then she tazed me then I died

You can see that I've lost my patience

Going in hard but I ain't that famous

But I'll keep going on until I'm the greatest

You'll wanna know me on a first-name basis

Take a look around then tell me who's the fakest

If you look at me then I'll leave you faceless

Aimless, nameless, faithless but still gracious

Need a kick straight up the anus

I'm keeping my bars up

Fuck a 16 we going harder

Ain't going solo these two my partners

Fuck all the rest, GFI move smarter

Slow it down you can listen

To my hiss when I'm spittin' writtens

Whilst you have gone missing

I've got your missus in my room strippin'

Before I'm hittin' you can have her back if I do permit it

A week or so is what I give it before I'm dippin' so listen

Back with the pace I ain't gon' slack

Back with the speed return of the mack

I go forward you fallback

I stick to the beat with the flow on the track

Looked in the mirror said they're not me

Looked in the mirror said I'm not them

I spit too hard like a throat full of phlegm

Not one lie will leave my mouth I always keep it 10x10

One hunna, like Drake and the game

But 101 cause I spit more flames

I got on a sweat and I'm tryna stay tame

I know I'll be killing it after the blame

[Hook: Nat Mueller]

Wrote this song when I heard my boys were back in town

Came down for a week so you know that we be showing out

Had to drop a track, in fact, this ain't no average sound

We ain't slowing down, nah, we keep it going now

[Verse Two: Kayncee]

Grab a mic and let em know just how we getting down

When we rocking through your town you know you gotta pump it loud

That's the sound, when I'm about, man I kick it to the ground

Not a foul, man it's allowed, with these writtens I bring out

So wild, that's the style you love it when it's flowing like

The Nile but my meanders, just stay so disguised

I'm rowing down the beat cause I know it brings my soul to life

I move the rhythm so defined never hidden like a poltergeist

Used to be a broken jigsaw, found it hard to fit

But since I started barring shit, I guess some shit just starts to click

That hand dealt, it started shit but now half my cards are lit

And I could keep that image going but fuck it man just pass the

*Gasp* don't settle for settling I can do better whatever the weather is know that I'll never quit then I'm remembering ever the guy

With rhymes all the time I can bring a beat to life

That's the life that I live every line that I spit is just my hottest shit not a lie, promise this

On the mic, watch me win until I die rocks I kick

But I'm fine, rock all night that's just standard for my mind

As I rise to the sky and I'm visioning that mic, ahh

And I'm gassed cause my boys are back in town never backing out

Never standing down now we kick a beat try match the sound

Let's have it out snatch the crown from this average crowd

Smash the ground bring a fucking ruckus lets go at it now

[Hook: Nat Mueller]

Wrote this song when I heard my boys were back in town

Came down for a week so you know that we be showing out

Had to drop a track, in fact, this ain't no average sound

We ain't slowing down, nah, we keep it going now

[Verse Three: D Calibur]

Dick with words you can call me Hitler

Like a farmers fag I ain't got no filter

Talk to your mum like your younger sister

Yeah I liked you first but your mums a killer

No shoes no shirt but I still get service

Cally on the track and I still keep working

Get a little cocky but I deserve it

See my team, we make you nervous

I don't doubt the fact you're good

I doubt the fact that I care

Starting to look a little scared

That shit really ain't that rare

Say she a church girl, get a little freaky

Bless your needs different with the priestly

Never been with a devil that look so geeky

It's the circle of life learnt that from Rafiki

I'll kick it hard, ferocious heart

Say okay like in That Part

Gotta be Dexter, gotta be smart

Even it out and I'll take your heart

I'm like a map in rucksack, on track

Dora on some dope crack, relax

Monkey on my shoulder, backs crack

Addiction goes way past, black jack

All these kids with they're hopeless gigs

Fronting with their Rolex wrists

Looking for a Supreme bitch

Bait themselves, complex snitch

You know the rules of this game, everything here, the same

Nothing here has been changed

Find my will to survive these things start to look a little strange

Like an unpaid parking ticket, underchanged

You can call me D Cali (when I'm coming with it)

She can call me D Cali (and I love to hear it)

They can see this D Cali (when I'm with your sister)

Your girl wants D Cali (so I give it to her)

[Hook: Nat Mueller]

Wrote this song when I heard my boys were back in town

Came down for a week so you know that we be showing out

Had to drop a track, in fact, this ain't no average sound

We ain't slowing down, nah, we keep it going now