Milk Bar Star (Explicit) 歌詞
Milk Bar Star (Explicit) - Pegz
I'm a milk bar star
Make them catch on fire
Making rappers bite in to the appetizer
This is hot sh*t spitting like a magmagizer
You couldn't stop it with a tranquilliser
Bang your head like a crash-test taxi driver
The French iron chef with an ankle grinder
Marinate your thoughts in plutonium whiskey
With a beat that makes you wanna scream
Show me your titties
Stoninking city home of the gritty
Coming together
Like the moon and sun solar eclipsing
Burn a whole in your pocket like a pokie addiction
Smoking cigarettes and socially drinking
I know what you're thinking
Show me the headlines
Where's the 10 billion in petrolium excise
Red lights flashing like Columbian neck ties
Green lights flashing like a couple of Jedi's
She got a motor like a V8 stoker
Work mc's like a 6 speed DJ's Noah
Cause she's been around the block
And don't play for keeps
Who is she
A two inch tape machine
Sucker
She won't call won't pick the phone up
Got a draw full of toys and vikrum yoga
Ignoring my voice like a sickning odour
Got a lift my game and quit the dozier
Got a win her over set my challenges
And try act like the sex is irrelevant
She made me wanna go down
And test every element
Every dallied depart magnetically talented
I feel like telling her I'm leaving tonight
But committing suicide ain't speaking my mind
I'm a fight and forgive her
Put the chink in her sight
She was a princess back
When I was treating her right
Er
Life's a b**ch with a score to settle
Twisting my strings like contorted metal
Stepping on my heart
Like a distortion pedal
She's just a worn medal
War memento
She's been down before the SP12
A lot of hip hop brothers
Know the prestige sound
Extra gritty with the sexy image
Who is she
The MP60
We rise up like the steps of the favela
And jump off the ledge with an umbrella
Setting the bar stellar
With a blazing guitarist
The next generation of Australian artists
Straight out the bloody rib cage of a carcass
Public enemy with my face on the target
Take your best shot like Henry Shavonte
Hip hop's more decedent than 70's rock
A lot of whack a** rappers
Got a bentley and yaught
On some pop sh*t softer
Than Beckham and Posh
And the devil made them do it
Like Bush and Howard
Strange voices in their head
Like Woody Allen