From the pacific island of samoa via middlemore And still as raw as the day a little boy was delivered on To living non-fiction all real, no silicon Been sitting on a goldmine the way I been killing songs
Underdog, but they try to play this position long The top cats is looking weak, hella gorilla strong Ain't kidding dog king kong ain't got shit on me Word to curren$y I'm flying but ain't got weed on me
You can catch me on a long haul Riding air new zealand or qantas Me and che hit the states with no sponsors And accomplished more than more these fuckhead labels did
Even though they had untold grinds to pay for shit Pushing trash indie bands whose resume's paper thin That play south by once then never play again I play to win, put money on the line I don't have
Then say "fuck it if I fail it ain't so bad" Being broke, I'd rather take a risk than be a joke Who thinks he's really living life when he ain't leaving home
I'm trying to see the world they just trying to meet some girls And get in the club for free for a weekend splurge See how quick they on my dick when I reemerge
On some jean grae shit, they just real gay pricks D dot d a bitch, say it with authority People asking what's good, I'm in that minority You thinking music sucks now, they're in that majority
Ain't in no fraternity they probably in sororities And we don't even have those where I'm from People say the clocks ticking down 'til I blow up I'm a time bomb but
Great stories don't always get told, ask saigon I just hope these songs click with people like an nikon Ironic, 'cause for that I need for them to click the icon Hit the ?save as' menu button, yeah the right one
Burn a fuckin' cd, chuck it on your ipod Play it in your car, this some shit you can vibe on Shouts to adidas, it's been a while since I had nikes on And anybody else who helped the bro to keep the lights on, yeah