时间：2007-05-23
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Conversations From A Speakeasy (Explicit) - Hilltop Hoods/Omni/Okwerdz
Let's get introductions aside
Pressure Omni and Suffa tonight busting the mic like
Lately I've been hearing nothing but hype
Pen's mightier than your sword
Then you'd be f**ked in a fight
From the point of the exact conception
I've had perfection
And you ain't close to Omni even though you may lack direction
I've got a good heart but bad intentions
Pressure don't need a map for reference I'm a man of legends
I'll last forever like bad impressions
Like the first night you cursed in adolescence
The way I slam a sentence can panic veterans
Some things are better left unsaid like anything
That I have to mention
My loud mouths my downfall it's doubtful
I'll bite off more than I can chew
'Cause I already got a mouthful
Act like I astound yall well I'm a scoundrel
With enemies but cliché is a friend of me
I'm out yall
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair lean back in your seat if you're able
We've got the Jazz for your speakeasy conversations
It's the universal language of relaxation
The seas are combinin' to breathe in the lions
It's not Omni its Okwerdz with tha rhymin
You need to be supportin these cats with tha passion
Instead of beefin about what action they rap with
As if it ain't tough enough to come up with a record
Just ask the Hoods really could Suffa from the Pressure
Get it Nah
It's hard let me tell you
And in this era I wish fans in
America were as hungry as they are in Australia
Got the heart of failure
Got stuff for the broads and the boys
There's something all for the fellas
Just climb back and just get chill with us now
Hey yo and why's that 'Cause I'm sick of yellin so loud
But I'm the hungriest alive can't to do won't wait
So turn your head for a second you might lose your place
So it's Doc Dim meets Adelaide
Ey oh just bring the platinum plaques this way
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair lean back in your seat if you're able
We've got the Jazz for your speakeasy conversations
It's the universal language of relaxation
I heard there ain't no party like an open bar
We lay out rhymes like drinks for a broken heart
Heartbreak like liquor in an open scar
So bizarre roll thick like smokers tar
Tell me who can rock parties with no guitar
And if I ain't getting paid then
I'm leaving in the promoter's car
Tell me who you know this far
Gone on till the moments
Gone on till the break of this government's back
And it's on till my mates are all loving the tracks
No thugs in his raps no muggings and macks
And no guns just trying to get us up on the map
Bust Suffa on wax trust it's on
I'm trying to do for rhyme what digital cameras did for porn
Born in a small town die with a big mouth
Hoods tore it all down shouts to the kids south
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair lean back in your seat if you're able
We've got the Jazz for your speakeasy conversations
It's the universal language of relaxation
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair lean back in your seat if you're able
We've got the Jazz for your speakeasy conversations
It's the universal language of relaxation
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair lean back in your seat if you're able
We've got the Jazz for your speakeasy conversations
It's the universal language of relaxation
Pull up a chair and kick your feet on the table
Let down you hair we just go put on table
