F.R.E.S.H.

Fresh - forever rhyming eternally saving hip hop

I spell it out for you fresh like when my shit drop

S-C-R-I-B-E, the S-C chilling at the beach playing on my PSP

A lot of rappers stunting tryna claim they're the next me

They just fronting yo they know where the best be

And New Brighton that's where I got my first house boy

Then I rode threw the east like the Decons (Deceptikonz) in South Aux

I'm self taught, and never selling myself short

Yeah every rhyme every sentence is well thought

And I never say die when and ever we vow for it

Yeah I beat them all off the docks to south pole

Whole life I been living in house corps

With the trap set right outside the mouse doors

And no money but never considered my self poor

Wasn't best dressed but was always so fresh so

F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like

F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Woah!

Fresh like the sound of my voice when the beat drop

Fresh like the smell of the rain on the treetop

Fresh like the snow falling down on the ski slope

Fresh like the sea breeze scented with sea salt

Fresh like tic tacs and the grape flavoured mentos

Fresh like island girls and a whole can of impulse

It's not an insult

Saying I been dope

Since the first time

First rhyme my pen wrote

First verse I rehearsed and then wrote

That's my first work now you thirst my pen strokes

Plus I had to get the extra right

And then the winters started practising for extra night

I put my time into the rhyme to make it extra tight

And now what's really fresher than a pack of extra white

I know there's hope in the words that im yet to write

So from now till I exit light

I'm a bring it to ya

F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like

F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Whoa!

I'm, steadily rocking these skills

Heavenly stocking these raps

Readily dropping them flows

Never no stopping him

The MC, like a D-boy popping and locking and

Graf artists provocative, it's straight from the oesophagus

From the city metropolis, the beginning to the apocalypse

Ay sugars the mic I'm rocking with

Imma representa the centre stage

My residents motivating, elements a MC

We keep it

F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like

F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh

My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H

Whoa!

Sometimes saying 'I told you' so doesn't cut it

F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh