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Conversations from a Speakeasy

Hilltop Hoods

The Hard Road

2006

that I’m bigger than rap,
One of the sickest MCs on the map for bringing that back.

[Chorus]

Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table,

Yea Yea
Ah
What's up Chase Green how ya doing
I love the life I can't get enough of it
Sum like ya girl she can't get enough of me
Wish it was 2 she

it tight, a'ight (you're all)
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live (I need)
In a phat-ass crib with thousands of kids (to get by)
Word life you

Stylin

Saukrates

Flying Colours

2013

the sickest, kid I'm putting on a clinic: listen
You don't know about really touching the lyrics
So touching when I'm touching on any subject I'm fearless
They

ain't got it bitch
I been falling getting up and all kinda shit
Ya boy been falling and getting back up
Pouring that shit in my cup
Smoking that shit by

is gone and left forever

Came up as a youngster, fucking with this rap shit
Money on my mind, I don't wanna have to clap shit
I see it in my dreams,

tripping, me and my brothers are sickest
Coming from rags to riches, you know how we get it
All of my brothers the realest
Never switch up when you know how

still don't wanna go to bed

And we're still kids, in our heads
I woke up late went out instead
But we're still kids, this full-grown nightmare's gotta

still don't wanna go to bed

And we're still kids, in our heads
I woke up late went out instead
But we're still kids, this full-grown nightmare's gotta

on tombstones and
I'm still standing here
Little girl had to grow up quick
Brick by brick, stick by stick
Building on her empire
Now she's the number one draft

up

we wire! I am a warrior! we flashing on them!
i got 4 4's so u kids dont going
i am real hard! peace outside! damn u! U know what im say

they ask me who the girl in the car its jus my baby momma
I don't give a f**k about the hoe!
I sock that b**** in the jaw by surprise and pull the nails

prices up and we get ruffed up by them deputies
They say before the 70s them kids had they daddy's but them 80s babies fatherless they names stay anonymous

sauce it up but I'm not Lil Uzi Vert
In my sleep I talk to Satan, my homie name is Lucifer
In my crib by myself but I ain't reclusive (No)
All I gotta say

Juan
Theses bitches know
That I'm the Don
By night I'm shining like the Moon
By day like the Sun
Genkidama when I'm dropping
Shit is full of energy
I'm

sniff the powder
Volume dial, twist it louder
Host with the most gotta turn 'em all to toast
Adi-yaya-yos this kid's about to
Blast off like a twin jet

the sickest, kids 
When I hit the stage, y'all gonna remember it 
I blow that shit up like the date was November 5th

westcost bandit
Play my Cards like gambit im just rolling up a Fatty
Watching the tv static Downloading information onto my DNA fabric
Don't make me pull out

HIV
And yet every lady here wants to stay by me
I get um in everywhere like a fake ID
Haaa…the sickest, your game's forgettable
My game is amazing n oh

rest 
Pull up at your address..

And if you are not home. take kids instead
Pockets blue cheese no need for bread
Im at the top cant look down im

You're better, maybe not by a lot, but a little
You're the patron saint of the totally fucked
You're completely toxic. There's nothing you can't kill

a teacher to the youth a man with more to offer
I'm done watering flowers that won't grow to create a garden
Lead by example these kids are out here watching

kids
Set a goal and capture it
See a curve and flatten it
To rap I'm like a crack addict
Blowing up like a terrorist
You rapping like you have a cyst

And I brought the bars to build a cell
And I'm still the sickest kid who's skill is ill as hell
I fucked the game like a villain when I'm killing ya
Hip