Bourke St.

By Posseshot

On PS1

Released on August 7, 2018

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[Verse 1: Mr. Muscles]

And it hurts me, that I missed your anniversary

Hungry, never thirsty

Now the cops got me stopped here, tryna search me

Life's not perfect, show no mercy

Doin' it for Murky, doin' it for guys like Bourko and Jersey

Doin' this for anyone who lost a friend on Bourke Street

How you gonna feel when you don't know what the words mean?

I can tell you're full of shit when I smelt the first heap

Up early, they know I'm certy

Never enter fights if you know they're playing dirty

'Cause when you're out cold, pride's dirt-cheap

You can get turned into carbon like a burnt leaf

Smoke weed that'll make you turn green

At Revs with jeans, life ain't all what it seems

(What it seems)

Yeah, yeah


[Verse 2: KHARNICLASSIX]

And it hurts me, too many of my mates ain't reached 30

Now these toys all drop your name like they worthy

Yeah, it must be easy if you ain't livin' what your words be

All fun and games 'til you starin' at that hearse, freeze

You don't know MC, you don't fuckin' know [herpes?]

Are you really Melbourne if you never rang up Turns, g?

I'm up all night, but I'm a fuckin' early birdy

Connectin' these letters and just makin' sure my word clean

And when this drop, I'll cause a riot

Spit a couple bars of fire, had motherfucks excited, it's KHARNICLASSIX

And every time I spit that crack shit, had motherfuckers doin' backflips off the Gatwick