Black Cap Rap lyrics

[Scratches: DJ Flagrant]
[?] *gunshot*
"Now let me tell you—
What it's all about"
"Baby, you better work it out"
"Now let me tell you—
What it's all about"
"Nah, y'all [?] hear me"
"[?]"

[Verse 1: Illy]
Yeah
Step in the gridlock blastin' Aussie hip-hop
I'd rather listen to Hilltop's than Kid Rock
Watch Chris Pop? I'd rather sit on my arse
Swiggin' a Draught in Windsor Park laughin' at Tin Dog
Ain't ill, next to who? I'm yet to met the dude
They go an extra mile, I go an extra few
Since in utero the flow super soak
Pistol Pete meet Bazooka Joe, I'm Rufio
To the pack, locked in a lab, my studio tan
Got my face white as Kabuki's with a nose full of brat
Heard the meek inherit the Earth, but for what it's worth
I'ma strong-arm this sh*t till I'm six foot in dirt
With raised middle fingers, big game winners
Burn City born, bred, goin' nowhere in a
Hurry motherf*cker, Illy Al Murray motherf*cker
Obese, Crooked Eye in this b*tch, like what
[Chorus: Illy & Pegz]
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me ("[?] hear me")
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me

[Verse 2: Pegz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're cold chillin', we're cryogenically frozen
Waitin' till your motherf*ckin' mind's ready to open
Pegz and Illy, the biochemistry's woven
Hypothetically killin' the rhymes of any opponent
You know I worked from the bottom up
And turned my life round from the start I got
From emergin' [?] to Burn philosopher
With verses strong enough for virgin polymer
I dropped science in theology class
Like, "How long will the motherf*ckin' novelty last
Before knowledge is born, autonomy scars?"
The new jack give 'em polygraphs, wobbly arms
Comin' off like another self-righteous zealot
Never worked a day, singin' "fight the power"
Gettin' paid in records to paid by the hour
Now I write the cheques to sign the talent, come on!
[Chorus: Illy & Pegz]
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me ("[?] hear me")
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me

[Scratches: DJ Flagrant]
"What's goin'–what's goin'
What's goin' down around town, what?"
"[?] hear me"
"What's goin' down around town, what?"
"What?–what?–what?–what?–what?"

[Chorus: Illy & Pegz]
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me ("[?] hear me")
Black cap, hoodie on my back
Obese on the track, we got it like that
And I'm ready for war, my words are my weaponry
Step to me