Chorus:

Tipene on the rise, so high still the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before

Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4

Verse 1:

I started off cutting mutton on the chain gang learning from the uncles

Dad said get the pahi get the mahi make the money if you want to

Ain't no really saying what I will or won't do

All I really know is that I wanna pull through

Trying to crack a super saiyan make em all Goku(go cool) if I wanted to

I just wanna put food on the table so the whanau get to eat now

Then i do the dishes with the mrs just to whip it with the tea towel

To everybody showing love for the mahi man peace out

Then I treat the haters like a gutter board catch em on the rebound

See your rhymes all hard but you soft in the middle like a pork bone

And the ride in your video ain't yours so your fullas gotta walk home

In the back row hating man you fullas need to breathe out

Under siege when Teeps on the mic you can call me Steven Segal(Tipene māori for Steven - Seig Heil reference to Hastings, NZ)

Every time I engrave that pad with the pen on point like a javelin

Gotchu' playing that mandolin, coz it’s over for an empty MC

Blow you off the map baye! TNT, flames in the heart if you breed envy

Can’t hide from the truth you standing in my way I’m a run right through you...

Chorus:

Tipene on the rise, so high still the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before

Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4

Verse 2:

Got flow and a brother got gusto

Brought up on the paua and the mussel

Gotta have the hundy hustle to survive in a world so cut throat

Plus I write it on the page just to put the rhymes on a stage

Man I can’t wait to get the bust on

Meditating on the stage with the chucks on

Māori boy with the pen I’m Picasso

Tā moko on the skin like a barcode

Complemented by the lineage indigeneous

Ruaumoko I’ma burn em all to charcoal

Diamond cutting but the vision is so pretty

So move aside I’m ready to minimise yah levy

And silverside yah venny it won't stop I’m betting

It’s do or die Tipene the killer rhymes I'm in it

Say “who am I” the minute that i spit it but it seems hopeless

So If you wanna know why I, grab the mic and treat the stage like a Paepae

Put in the mahi as the time flies by like the duck if you ain't sharp enough in the mamae

I’m well aware of the limelight

But nobody should be diving for kai at high tide

In the mainstream keep it real like Mai Time

I'm from Hastings still I ride the pipelines and it’s like

See how many crews out just to prove their tight rapping but it’s still not right nah

Realise that their shoes are twice their size and can’t cut it like a puha knife

Get em all drunk then they all gangstas but, nah they only wanna act hard in their backyard

They cutting their own throats, lower their repertoire

But for what they already lacking the X Factor

Chorus:

Tipene on the rise, so high still the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before

Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4