For my people in the front, in the nose bleed section,
this is for the headsets loving the mix,
my people in the front all covered in spit,
batters in the box,
suffa's to pitch
hilltop hoods all humping this bitch
we are the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
So jump with us, down the front if its,
your flavour, come get drunk with us
This life turned out nothing like i had planned,
why not? by now i should have had some land,
some money in my hand, right about fifty grand,
but i got nothing, nothing, i write rhymes on the bus,
i keep suffering, suffering, from the lines in the dust you keep sniffing,
that shit is for the punk, that shit is for my bros, the people in the front row
I looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
i looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
Check it out
i got hip-hop taste buds,
wanna hear that bass when i make love,
wanna hear some lyrics when i wake up,
i write rhy,mes to get me through a break up….bitch
I love my whisky, straight,
no chaser, when 350 breaks, no flavour
till i found this one and made the,
bass hooked with the drum, my saviour,
this is the come back, tounge black
sharp like a thumb tak, so tight chains the same,
kick my foot back, one track, gay track,
gave that residual, noise banned funk that we claimed with the digital,
toys of the apache, you're failing to match me
throw your hands in the air like u hailing a taxi “taxi”
and move to the front row, ur stepping are you drunk bro?
this is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row
I looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
i looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
People don't complain if suffa's in here,
and you're in the front row all covered in beer
and the club bonus don't say that they're wrecked if they're full,
if the roof is on fire, its an electric fault
well i bet you in bulk, when i bring it live,
like friday night footy in my hoodie, i can hide,
i get live from the brakes, someone place one,
lads if you're heading to the bar, grab your mates one,
ladies come chill, come work with me honey,
i got like half a mill in monopoly money,
theres no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand
we can lay on the beach and count grains of sand,
take a plane to japan and drink saki with the mafia,
fly to libya for some bacardi with geduffia
dinner date followed by a funk show uh
well rip off our tops and jump around in the front row
I looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
i looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
Put me here, and im all yours,
its not for the money and its not for the applause, no
It's the nosebleed section
I looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row
i looked around, the faces i know,
i fell in love with the people in the front row