obese lowlifes restrung

Verse 1 – Mystro
Well Im the one to bring the funk although my armpits not stinking,
And Im known to hold flows like the glass you drop drinking,
Never crawled man I started of limping,
Plus I rock a fella like I know the art of parking lot pimping yeah,
You people know of Mys, the one whose flows crazy,
And is so gravy that it should come with a bowl of rice,
The NBS with the Hilltop Hoods,
Make B-Boys and Girls break quicker than real soft wood, lets go.
Verse 2 – Pressure
I never hit on a girl, at least with no hand ,
Girls are like serving time but time waits on no man,
Got nothing on women so I spread love on the rhythm,
And get you out your seat quicker than corrupt politicians,
And Im on the brink, man it makes me stop and think,
I dont drink till I drop cos I think I might drop my drink,
Think youre more, than us? We believe in war,
Trust me your nothing I aint seen before.
Chorus
From the bottom to the top of the deck,
To everybody I met, Ive got a lot of respect,
But still Im such a lowlife, yeah but so Obese with it,
Im such a lowlife, yeah but so Obese with it.
Verse 3 – Braintax
With one pen too high to overextend,
In dreamland with freedom starting again,
With foresight thrive on the magic of life,
And five fingers plus a mic make sick ****, Braintax,
**** Tony Blair like I hate George Bush,
Another seven day week, you ready for the push?
Through the eight million stories that you cant write down,
Start again from the top, come on people bounce.
Verse 4 – Suffa
Man all these pollies in power are cowards so its only fair,
That I hate John Howard like I hate Tony Blair,
And I croon like Tony Bennet in a rental tux,
Experimental cuts, with the Brando Flux and Mys Diggy,
No ones as fly as these kings,
Ill leave you beside yourself like Siamese twins,
Were so deep, so nice, so full of promise,
But obese, lowlifes man what woman would want us?
Were like some hooded up bombers out storming the yard,
Were going large like a junkie out pawning his car,
This is the core of the art, and its all from the heart,
This music put your life together when its falling apart.
Chorus
From the bottom to the top of the deck,
To everybody I met, Ive got a lot of respect,
But still Im such a lowlife, yeah but so Obese with it,
Im such a lowlife, yeah but so Obese with it.