Rest In Peace

Rest in peace to the innocent children who were shot in the back

Running from the military, Junta hot on their tracks

For the love that why their uncle packs a bomb in their bags

What the fuck, you'd do the same with no options in hand

So stop with the wack raps you illiterate stale

Horse shit, you just a piss in the gale force winds

Battling me like I have to start busting for you

I'm like a suspect package, I got nothing to prove

Fuck it, I'll serve you straight from the kitchen

And kill your fly shit like Norman Bates with a pigeon

Listen. I'm deaf and blind to your fallacy war

Like a land mine child victim all bandaged and sore

Damage and break you down until your spirit is vanquished

Like traditional ownership does to indigenous factions

It's more than just black and white, like racism

Cause the face of hate appears when you face the mirror

This more than people starving to eat

Cause food for thought is running short in this marketed scene

It's hard to believe when you feel like smashing the mirror

But Charlie Chimp will pick you up like an angry gorilla

Yeah I'm back in that pattern...

I sit up late with a spliff and wait for the magic to happen

Just for rapping wack you're catchin a slappin

I'll put you under pressure like a pilot with cracks in his cabin

Have another shot, see if you can take this spot

I'm a play strategically and take everything you got

Ciecmate! Game over, now you know the deal

Here with my bro's and we're pro's in our chosen fields

Standing tall like a wall to wall, public letter blockbuster

Got a lust for life, plus a lot of love for those I trust with my life

I'm a live my life like I like on any given night and anything else isn't right

Time's ticking by, time's making changes, time's turning friends into strangers

I'm trying to find what the aim is, but time's limited

I've gotta make payments and for everyone, everyday it's the same shit

Big brother wants us all to put it in a statement

But it's built on lies like the Bush administration

The media be feeding ya and we just believe it huh?

Behind the curtain men are getting greedier

We need to peel the curtain back and hurt em bad

And then spread the wealth around to all those who've been getting held down

Can I get some help now? Or can I get a hell yeah?

I'm saying this for everybody's welfare

"... now, may these MC's rest in peace"

"Rest in peace"

[Big Daddy Kane:] "may these MC's rest in peace

Because when I come to town, the population decrease"

Rest in peace, two thousand and six shit changes quickly

Def to all man so I'm trained in lip read

Pick me like a gypsy picking a pocket

Depict me like David Hicks holding that rocket

A mix breed of Scottish and a modern day Australia's

Home but Mundine treats us like an alien, no

Man fuck that

Singing Waltzing Matilda with my rucksack

Cut back on the ego, leave rap to the albino

Rip you quicker than teeth wrapped around a T-bone

See know evil speech insightful

Solid gold heat like Hussein's rifle

I'm spiteful, only loyal if it's like that

Starve man's best friend, he's gonna bite back

What, it's just the way that it is

Dig your grave like letting Michael J. play with your kids

I can't live in this world full of rock heads

Finding a good one like finding the Loch Ness

Monster, and not Kody Scott

But down for my team and known what I got

When it's my shot, take it never look back

Or ever make it, dedicated to my fate a known gladiator

Yeah your favourite, I run with wind

Pauly Poltergeist and the Brothers Grimm, yeah you know me

Rest in peace bottom feeders, the scourge of the earth

Proof God doesn't need us, from fetus to birth

First. my mums didn't plan me, so meet plan b

The worker bee, Ron Burgendy where the pants be

Quite a big deal, 90 something kilo

Aim for the best but got Shaq at the free throw

Overweight. Shit I can't hold a job but I can hold a steak

Wash it down with a bunch of brown bottles

Plutonic made it for snake charmers

The bass bang harder than face planting in chain armour

Heavy metal, hammers banging the hang over

In my headspace, until it's dead weight

Until the next day, return of the Jedi

Sun up to sun down, return of the red eye

Dr Jekyl, Mr Trials

Mean me on on the beat be the recipe for rest in peace