[Bias B] My dad keeps on bugging me to save my cash Youll need a house and all that, I should be making stacks But Im waiting back, hanging out with mates who rap Always late paying tax, dont save a cent, I always raid the stash I like to splash it on some dinner and wine Having the time of my life, late nights comfort me, I wind my mind I find I spend too many hours on end Putting a bend in my brain with substance I shouldnt recommend I settle in for a night on the couch But this Hip Hop life has got me waking up, I should be passing out Walking past my house, smell the passing about A free paper, time for play, but let me spark it up now Flavour thru the speakers, smelling lovely Sometimes I wonder why I bother to rap Travel interstate just to rock on a track Wake up after the show and Im coughing up black I wish my wallet was fat, Ive got to stop and look back And all these kids want to chat, always the same old convo Disable that shit and let me sit and sip my Cointreau Ive got no time for this idle conversation Damn right its wasting, trains the same in every state And Im hating the scene like Lyrical Commiss at times like this Wanna find a chick to kiss, but some kids got some lyrics to spit Ive had enough of it, sometimes I cant be fucked with it You roll that scoob yet D? Lets puff on it Flavour thru the speakers, smelling lovely My name is always on the door list so fuck the cost of it Everything always free with a rhinoceros hanging off of it On top of this Ive got to write lyrics that Chopper ripped I used to send out promos, now Im shipping out a box of shit Watch kids stop me on the street, they want their shit signed Spit rhymes into my ear and let me know how much they dig mine Gone are the days getting pissed, drinking to get blind Instead go out for dinner with mates and slowly sip wine See basically my shit shines on stage when I kick rhymes Drinking Cointreau cranberry with a twist of lime The radio cohost who occasionally smokes Go crack a bottle of Moet with chicks breast cause Im so stoked
cointreau, flavour, smelling, always, commiss