Barramundi Fluffer Lyrics

Yeah I know my click is full of lunatics

No problems in admitting it, they earned my love

Cos I ain't met a single person on this earth who ain't a hypocrite

Saying some shit, and doing the opposite

Ready to rock like when cops unlock the locks

Cotton mouth cough at the cost of my rent

Typically the outcome of how my weekend is spent

Take a peak at the bent and learn how to vent

Turn a cent into a dollar, a dollar into wallop

Would warrant a night out

If you catch me in my home I'll fucking on the couch

Double dosed and doused in pleasure

Good times but their hard to remember

Yo check it

At the top of my check list reads

Remain unaffected by the next pricks beliefs

I'll keep this brief, breathe you in like a sigh of relief

Existence disappears overnight like a thief

I went underground then with my mind and my pen

Not knowing when if ever I'd resurface again

Built an archive of rhymes while chasing the zen

Tried to decide just when and where to bend trends

And emerged, ha, a butterfly from the chrysalis

But emerged sharper than a grove of thistles bitch

And extinguish foes, with lines of vitreous

Neurotic, bucolic, biotic, vicious shit

And deliver it, uh, flip that shit daily

Rewind the tape trackfind and replay me

Its crazy how much shit just don't phase me

Everytime I fuck a line up I'm like whoopsie daisy

Love hip hop to the bone but this isn't my day job

I'll be at the cemetery, dawn break, looking for graves to rob

Slave to God but a pal to the devil

And both give me power so I'm balancing the level

So run run run rabbit run til the suns down

And back up again, rack up a debt on the weekend

Got me peaking like mountain tops

The wobble eye double trouble drop coughed out by Coffs

The cocky act like their gods

But the stock breed assholes and knobs,

And that's exac-tly want ya gonna come across

When you're lost in this world full of bad luck and high costs

Rip the die from the serpents eye, roll through the holocaust

The dichotomous

Representing both sides of the coin

I know you're feeling this shit like its deep in your loins

Because we're speaking with poise so come and freak for the boys

We're going in feel free to show you're feeling this noise

Uh. We're thinking of breaking the barricades

Licking your ears with lyrics you hear and leaving it there to marinade

Make you salivate, we're talking about

Finger licky good get it to get down crowd to crowd

Around our hood silly syndicates synch up with sickly siblings like Bluetooth

Two heads hedonistic and Coo-Coo

Splashing magic like voodoo

And who knew

We feeding Scooby-Doo to Blues Clues cruising in my new shoes

New tunes bound to get you footloose so move dude

It's the two brothers grim

Repping Under Wraps and the First World Crims

Steady running laps while you search through the bins

And the merch that we bring is our cursed burned skin

Yeah. Wrapped in tattoos

We coming to bring it back til the boom bap snaps you

Smacks you, gets up and slaps you

Another fat groove on the wax to relax to