Lyrics Illy – Without A Doubt
Text:
Roll like Sonic the hedgehog
The competition X’ed off my big mouth seem to find me more Barney Rubble than Bedrock
Said fuck a deskjob
Next stop top of the world, we hectos
Its a combination of curse words and clarity
Mixture of vision and vulgarity, middle finger to gravity
Sticking em up, like Lara Bingle on the balcony
Whats been ain’t shit on whats about to be
So who’s next on the guillotine?
Illy, m-phizzle drop the bomb, we rock shows not skinny jeans
Fuck what you’re saying, what you really mean?
Its obese 2010’s killer team, marching onto victory, and the say
You’re only as strong as your crews weakest link
I move mountains on a day off, part seas when I spit
We raise the bar, without even having to blink
My crew be the shit, and its one hell of a stink
And you know, we turn the party out
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
High low far wide east west north south
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
We back, on that, we back, we on that
We back, on that, we back, we on that like
First the underground love you have a hit and you get hated on
But keep up and at em they’ll come back to loving you later on
And I know fate favours the bravest
But anybody taking on m fucking phazes, laters
No rest for the wicked so I don’t sleep I just don’t listen to your little bo peep net whinging
Get in where you fit in
And ain’t no room around here for that kind of punk bitchness
My mish is a surface to airwave heatseeker endowed
Mixture of vision and vulgarity, middle finger to gravity
Sticking em up, like Lara Bingle on the balcony
Whats been ain’t shit on whats about to be
So who’s next on the guillotine?
Illy, m-phizzle drop the bomb, we rock shows not skinny jeans
Fuck what you’re saying, what you really mean?
Its obese 2010’s killer team, marching onto victory, and the say
You’re only as strong as your crews weakest link
I move mountains on a day off, part seas when I spit
We raise the bar, without even having to blink
My crew be the shit, and its one hell of a stink
And you know, we turn the party out
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
High low far wide east west north south
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
We back, on that, we back, we on that
We back, on that, we back, we on that like
First the underground love you have a hit and you get hated on
But keep up and at em they’ll come back to loving you later on
And I know fate favours the bravest
But anybody taking on m fucking phazes, laters
No rest for the wicked so I don’t sleep I just don’t listen to your little bo peep net whinging
Get in where you fit in
And ain’t no room around here for that kind of punk bitchness
My mish is a surface to airwave heatseeker endowed
Like a walrus no doubt hitting deeper than the drowned
Rock an aura like Rick James bitch, stomp sneakers in your couch
Never been one with feet left on the ground
I’m all for leaps abounds, procedure
The barman’s bringing the jugs, chicks bringing their jugs out
Getting down, you can tell by the people in the crowd
That brother we won’t leave, we bounce
And you know, we turn the party out
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
High low far wide east west north south
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
We back, on that, we back, we on that
We back, on that, we back, we on that like
Rock an aura like Rick James bitch, stomp sneakers in your couch
Never been one with feet left on the ground
I’m all for leaps abounds, procedure
The barman’s bringing the jugs, chicks bringing their jugs out
Getting down, you can tell by the people in the crowd
That brother we won’t leave, we bounce
And you know, we turn the party out
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
High low far wide east west north south
Is hip-hop in the house? without a doubt
We back, on that, we back, we on that
We back, on that, we back, we on that like
