[Verse 1: Pressure] So many onlookers witness vibes, but never live that life So how they gonna start to run their mouths and criticise? About this culture
getting in the crate Innovate, bones cut the record till your finger break Integrate the sounds underground I'll bomb em' mate Nominate the hoods for
[Verse 1: SUFFA] Im from the city of light with the sky of vanilla known as the city of churchs home of the serial killers and in the summer it feels
Be In It' shirts At my cemetery singing... [Chorus] Hilltop Hoods and we're coming up So step on up if you're dumb enough Hilltop Hoods and we're coming
This is for the heads that's loving the mix, My people in the front all covered in spit, Batter's in the box, (oww) suffer to pitch (what?), Hilltop hoods
[Verse 1: Suffa] This is Suffa MC (Suffa MC) Hey I could say "life's not all that its cracked up to be" And I feel like a dump trucks sufferin' back
[Chorus:] I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped So if you're "just too fucking
[Chorus x2:] Going down a hard road, down the hard road, Don?t know where I?ve been, and don?t know where to go its like, Going down a hard road, down
duo, don't go starting me And I am for Reeealll like Outkast apologies as long as we rockin the mic ain't no stopping me I rock it properly, Hilltops
[Pressure:] This will be my last confession This industry can leave harsh impressions I have little faith, forgive me for my past discretions But we
[Hook: x2] I'm digging for some change from behind the couch I'm jumping in my car and I'm driving south [Verse 1: Pressure] Different seasons come
It's your round dude. It's your round! If ya hangin' at the back of the bar So just bounce! Like ya bangin' in the back of ya car We turn it out! Hilltop
m on a higher level of divineness, so call me your highness There's only three things that are certain in life Death, taxes and Hilltop Hoods working
Terror cleared the skyline and anger clouded judgement, so they spent a thousand nghtimes in the desert fighting something that they couldnt find,
[Verse One: Pressure] I got committed to the pen now my shit's so locked down MCs think I'm doing time for this hip-hop sound Debris the mastermind,
One: Suffa] This is for the heads that's loving the mix My people in the front, all covered in spit Batters in the box, Suffa to pitch Hilltop Hoods,
[Verse 1: Suffa MC] Oh you sound like a bitch man nymphos in your clip and disco riffs man I'll you this ok it dont flip man its like OJ, little glove
lot pimping yeah.. you people know mys whos flows crazy and its so gravy it should come with a bowl of rice the MBS with the hilltop hoods making bboys