Downsyde - Around the Way lyrics

[Dazastah] {Optamus, Shahbaz} Think they're ready for the encore, you want more? {What for?} Bringing back the essence of nascence of the brain's corridors Echoing through your head {Bouncing through the rubble} Like mother nagging ya, to clean up this mess Cause trouble lurks, but I'm not here to teach ya Responsibility, imagine me, as drunk talking silly gibberish Send ya girl into a trifle, jiggle and wiggle and desert without innocence {Cause it's hard for a dirty mind to bust nice rhymes} And the beat's nitty gritty, bouncing like some double D titties {The Perth city urban masters} That's when you're asking for more like portal And I've used it, abusing the mic Like drunk teenagers when pigs try and break up their night You won't find another crew that can do the Downsyde Energy, shaking the floor with encore [Hook X2 - Dazastah, Shahbaz] {Optamus} Did you want more, what for? We drop this raw {We be doing it on stage till the curtain call} Did you want more, what for? We drop this raw "I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way" [-- Big L [Optamus] {Dazastah, Shahbaz} (All) I've never had enough, I'm just spitting the words Yeah the feeling that I'm kicking, yo I'll never be turned If you a special desert, but this is just the odd dirt (Take a seat for a minute cause it's just being served) I see, OK, OK, it's time to magnify {His life} Under microscopes so you can see what I'm like (What the Babbles is all, what the Babbles is known) To be rocking with my crew or just travel alone I got the knack of this flow (Yeah the slippery lips) All the same, said it like before, your ears get fixed Into the spell I cast, or the web I weave Or the magic that cooking when I'm puffing on trees Give me a toke, yeah sometimes I'm just broke Bare bone, knowing well this seems an overk** (Yeah we came, we're back, for an encore Listen to us spit it, now I know you want more) [Hook X2] [Shahbaz] (All) (E-N-C-O-R-E Get ready - rock steady) C'mon, plod ya head like it's heavy Back and forth, forth and back Like the fatal when the DJ's scratching the track Hey yo (Bring that beat back) Here comes the snare, the kick - beware in whips Snapping necks, crushing bones like pulpits With full quip, my fly style lick (Hit you where it hurts from the east coast to Perth) Not concerned about turd from Universal Thinking about taking it further Crossing international borders If can't afford us (Book some other cheap act!) If you need raps, we speak facts Like the club, you'll be saying I need that It's time for me to cruise like the Terminator (I'll be back, I'll be back) [Scratches by DJ Armee] [Hook X2]