lirik lagu b.b.s. - bbs plus friends
[intro: rare, fluent form & illy]
bbs plus friends
fluent form and illy
yeah, times two baby, frankston line
yeah, c-nt man, melbourne city!
[verse 1: j. stark]
yo, you idiots might think i’m rappin’ for the hottest chicks
i’m really stackin’ shifts and rackin’ sh-t for a beaumaris clip
it’s expensive, i roll with the loaded clip (bang)
nah, it’s empty, i get cash when i show the sh-t
and showmanship is somethin’ i’m not about
i walk down balcombe with a necklace and my c-ck hanging out
i’m slangin’ hard to sieve you all day with a chip in my tooth
i’m livin’ proof that drinkin’ goon mixed with ma chin equals truth
i grew up ridin’ the train from mennas on the franga line
hangin’ tight with the crew, a young man watchin’ the bangers live
and to think a young givin’ his best out
beaumaris rep, bbs, we’re on a quest now
in rap, you’re nothin’ but a bum in the street
i’m a gun in the seat, makin’ green plus some in a week
so come and see fluent from the tone, bringin’ the week
my man illy, frankston line, b-tches take a seat
[verse 2: yorgs]
beauy bonnet squad, the honest mob from way back
finally with illy and fluent on the same track
but you knew the name back, back before this rap
when y’all rapped with the wrist and p-ssed off a six-pack
as kids, we’d sing so it was puff-puff-give
as a clique on chicks we first touched m-ff with
some false pretends that we knew what we were doin’
we just jiggled where the meat went and bounced when she was spewin’
never new blue in paint, just [?] beauy beer
laid back’s in the bay next to the esky with a beer
it was clear we made empties with an allowance of ten-twenty
and hasn’t changed now since movin’ beauy to the bently
so treat gently yo, you know what we’re about bro
p-ssed as every weekend, straight up in laos ho
and shout-outs to my homies from balcombe to south road
to the melbourne ho show, we’ll welcome you with a mouthload
[verse 3: fluent form]
mentone to beaumaris spent flows that show progress
gather truth, shatter-proof, sent clones [?]
dent dopes, yet so honest, writtens laced vicious
now i’ll strike, you sound like prison rape victims
how’s the jizzin’ taste, b-tches? we shoutin’ quotes
southern flows, melbourne flows who’s bound to blow
astounding growth, we connect through balcombe road
a family original, not down with clones
intoxicating sound, profound to drown your woes
stop the hating now or else we pound for jokes
crowned these [?] half–rs-d barred pleading
now you know the last laugh charred start eating
step up scarred seedling, reality failure hits
you’re trained to thought we tailed the wit then derailed the trip
planned scripts like a language, we save our spits
can’t trail or follow our drive, it’s been trailored b-tch
[verse 4: illy]
i was frankston line born and frankston line raised
sandy s-x schooled and sandwiched by day
between bongs and raps, boardshorts, thongs and caps
out to put where i’m from on the map (frankston line)
so, with my animated -rs- and a talent made to last
i got schooled as a youngster, graduated fast
hooked with the bonnet squad, (bbs) drunk beaumaris slobs
leave slats demolished, pyramid frol!cks
the bbs golden age, olden days to now
still going young hope, these overrated clowns
come and go like the trains, my flow’s like a blowtorch to brains
yours like a camel toe in the rain
pea mc and fluent, rare and the nudist
illy the kid like i’m carrying shooters, we do this
from balcombe to byron, rip up for hip-hop
that’s it c-nts, till the next p-ss up, just p-ss off
[verse 5: rare]
this is black rock, the place i was born
in twenty-two years, i’ve been walkin’ in and out the same door
and what more could i ask for?
to tell you the truth, i never want to leave this
beautiful place, i stay true to my mates
so many memories, dates, many times that i’ve abused
and spewed up on my face, bbs, his form’s fluent
and fluent form knew it, we were born brilliant
what more? it’s illy, two for fillin’, chokin’ on billy
best feelin’, touchin’ up breast fillets, we’re the best
and you blew it, br–sts so please get stick out your chest
and do it, we infest like bees’ nests
sick like bein’ [?] to too much s-x, yeah
they call me mr pecks and your sister’s next
till here, i’ve got the power and i wouldn’t trade it
you know the big clock tower down the road, well i f-ckin’ made it
(i f-ckin’ did) got problems? come down to balcombe road
and you know i’m in strangle mode, so you’d hope
that i’m keepin’ the peace and be thankful, yo
that you’re even in my street, let you w-nkers know
to keep your feet, this rap’s complete
[outro: fluent form & illy]
yeah, the track’s all right
[?]
it was dope
frankston line and sh-t man
fluey phizzle
phizzle whizzle to illy
pea squeezy
pink shirt
oh sh-t, the beat’s stopped
who gives a f-ck?
nah, the beat’s still going, what are you talkin’ about?
are you deaf?
oh, now it has stopped this time
let’s get the f-ck out of here
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