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Just another day in the city
Just another day (yeah I've got it)
Just another day in the city
Just another day to play
Just another da- (was that good?)
Tappin' on the 59 tram
Everybody rushin’ but I couldn’t give a yeah
Outkast blastin’ on my headphones
Put away my notebook in the free tram zone
Hit up Sushi Hub I’m hot spit
I got a lot writ
Makin' all this music is my graveyard shift
Moonlighting like a ghost now its haunted
You know I waste not, never want spit
I put a little hip in your hop spit
Like your booty after eating all the hot chips
At the party at the workers where we rock it
Greg is always scheming up how to launch it, raunchy
Leavin’ out the club where we got lit
To the studio in Kew where we lock in
To Dan Derson at the boards head bobbin
It’s a world record, listen to my jaw hinge, conquerin’
Just another day in the city
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city (Just another day in the city)
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city (Just another day to play)
Just another day to play
I hip to the hop, Michael Flatley
Get up n click to the beat like a bad knee
Cleaning up Fitzroy, rapping at Laundry
These flows bring life like a river
No singular genre can hold me, I’m a drifter
Greg I Am, the man, the myth, the mister
Mind’s so far in the future, call me Lister
And I got that Speed like the guy who made Twister
Used to catch the 401 Bus
Now I’m making 401 bucks every time I do a gig
Someone hated, I’m like oh shucks
Now I give no whats, got as many fans as Moira has wigs
Yo, I just killed the beat again
I’m the seed of hip hop, like my name is Glen
I'm chuckin’ out the weak rappers, tell ‘em get in the bin
Dan, Keegs and I, it’s the return of the kings, scary
Just another day in the city
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city (Just another day in the city)
Just another day to play
Just another day in the city (Just another day to play)
Just another day to play
It’s freaky, it’s haunted
We’re gonna leave you feeling daunted
Go all out, exhausted
We never leave here un-applauded
Kegel, Greg and Dan
Been here since time began
And so we smash it, break it down to this beat (to this beat)
Headphones on, we live for the heat (for the heat)
Some will try to copy our style
But they will never be as versatile
We got that hip-hop, then trap flow
Swap sounds out, change tempo
Always looking forward, never below
We’re too hot to sleep on like asphalt
Slowly working on that cash flow
I’ve privatised my DMs
Greg is up in the booth and
I’ll never resign like a British PM, whoa
When I first stepped on the scene
Everybody was like “who is he”
Then they heard that my flow was clean
And now everyone can’t stop looking at me
Flying out, do a show in Sydney
Interstate, we’re playing New Jersey
I’m so iconic in my cap and jersey
Skip the coffee, this music caffeine
Every other day I go android
U been nothin but a man-boy
I been rubbin my man toy
Ur girl sippin my la croix
Up in space imma asteroid
Gotta double pump with a blastoise
Kegel rappin with my cash voice
If you’re lucky im your last choice
I never thought that I would see the day
When the colour in your face just turns to grey
Don’t know who to trust, who to blame
Better listen here, mate, you’ve lost the game
Think you’re a better man, with a better plan
Tell me, how do you believe you’re not a freakin’ scam?
Damn
