Gizzy brothers doin our thing. Maori.
Lyrics
It's the elite, on this hip hop battle beat,
I'm spittin straight for Gisborne City streets,
I'm G'd up, yeah, from my feet up,
This is my essential, my vegetables and meat YAH!
I don't get beat up, man I never get no weed up,
I'm tired of getting Jim Beamed up,
And bagging drink sluts, and making windows steam up.
Sire! Sell this shit, make us a sweet buck!
I don't care if we just make one,
Coz that's one more than I got here son.
(YEAH BOY!) We'll be straight fearsome,
Mean on the track coz we collab from Year One,
Sire serves it, Sio sets, Sovereign spits and shines it off wit success,
Hip Hop NZ, yeah, what's next?
We just set it off in 2-0-0-6!
