Get Loose

Bliss n Eso Hyjak bring it precise
 We singing it nice fresher than a minger on ice
 If yall're up in this [bad word] lets start breaking something
 Aint this bumpin? Every [bad word] patron jumpin
 And this came from nothin [bad word] radio airwaves
 [bad word] to save I've got my hair shaved (bro thats fair play.)
 To all my troops get your boots stampin
 You got me booze slammin I'm a loose cannon
 I found my companion, IZM was so blind
 Passed out on the [bad word] five minutes to showtime
 You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
 [bad word] eyed with a head that looks like a dropped pie
 Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
 All you lads screamin out like you callin beaver
 Wakin up all you sleepers
 [bad word] so [bad word] loud like we bombin speakers

 It goes
 Grab your parner Dosey Doe
 To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
 (Yee ha)
 My crews sussin this [bad word]  (Aw yeah)
 Let's get loose up in this [bad word]  (X2)

 Are they ready for this? I don't think they are
 We ain't weight lifters but still came to raise the bar
 Face it we're basically state of the art
 Delegate your danger its like demons playin the harp
 You play your part, I'll make my mark and go the distance
 Studio equipment for christmas, now you think you can spit this?
 We made our own path rollin, with rims spinning 
 We'd just stolen off Marks holden ??
 But you're me they're jealous we controllin our destiny
 I'm the piece of the puzzle that been dipped in LSD
 Fella you seein the RTA lightin weed
 Why the [bad word] do you need photo i.d to get photo i.d
 Bad guy you need to point your finger at
 Slap you in the face with a [bad word] attached to a [bad word] cricket bat
 Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly
 You the finest, we the ill'est west side to the sea like

 Grab your parner Dosey Doe
 To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
 (Yee ha)
 My crews sussin this [bad word]  (Aw yeah)
 Let's get loose up in this [bad word]  (X2)

 To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
 Where ya at? Aw yeah
 To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
 Where ya at? Aw yeah

 Awww [bad word]  another track I can bless
 With psychadellic side effects got Hyjak in a dress
 I'm chillin like I a villian bro rolling skunk
 While Bliss is butt naked bloody bowling drunk
 Man you know what's up that authentic [bad word]  Less Bling Bling bro and more penmanship
 And I'll send this [bad word] to the moon and back
 Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
 See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
 To live off this mike and be sponsored by beer
 Since that won't happen imma show you a trick
 How to [bad word] and walk while you're smoking a spliff
 And it's making them sick lower class blowin smoke
 In the face of the rich while my spit hits kids
 Like takin the trip and imma tear these walls down
 So buff tuff pricks can stare these balls down

 Grab your parner Dosey Doe
 To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
 (Yee ha)
 My crews sussin this [bad word]  (Aw yeah)
 Let's get loose up in this [bad word]  (X2)