[Intro Urthboy] Dr Seuss was a hat man Snapback cap with a crack clan A mad man, he was a rap fan Capped by the name of that chap Sam A million miles off the track, man All the way to the planets and back to land A paintbrush talented a tap dance On the wharf in the skin of a trap lamp, damn Back down in Blacktown We sat round and rapped round Rhymed till they wrapped round a tree And in the background of the rap round's Was a track sound and when that wound It self back round it was 45 to 33 Drop the track, pow! [Verse 1 Tongue] It's east Sydney Makaveli, puffing on the hybrid You would have seen this coming if you'd listen to the psychics Cause I was simply destined to be touching all these mics kid History books will tell you nobody can do it like him My life can get dramatic, I'm preforming at the Opera House Rapping in Cambodia, Home crowd, Big Day Out Guess I really did it, traded these plane tickets for lyrics Never photoshopped my image, just maintained the vision Yeah for a moment like this, the day the world recognised a young man's gift Made this kid feel special like one last kiss Now I'm at terminal 4, black sun-gla**es Bout to rock this tour with my closest friends If the album's number 1 then we all get a Benz If it's in the top 40 find us drinking at the Townie Celebrate today as the night falls around me [Verse 2 L-Fresh] The streets are darker than the chalkboard you're writing on There's no excuses in this life so I'm fighting on They say there's a little bit of light inside us all But the flame inside my heart is more like a fire-storm I got the hunger in my belly, it's very evident Never believing what thieves on telly be telling men My element is the question everything they are selling them So I paint a picture, words are skin deep like melanin And I guess your raps are albino I breathe life when I inhale and exhale like Chino My thoughts precise tryna find wisdom like Nemo To write a essay you don't need to be latino Mankind needs another prophet like casinos Cause human beings follow trends like Twitter and Bebo Facebook'ing, your faith's looking for a soul A puzzle with a missing piece can never be whole [Hook 1 Ozi Batla, L-Fresh, The Tongue, Urthboy] [Verse 3 Solo] They call me Kid Solo I move slow-mo and spit rapid fire Shutting the s**ers up like a pacifier Sydney sider, inner-west resider Town crier, insider, info provider The live wire, gunning for higher with these white liers Leading the kids astray like the Pied-Piper Whole life on a web just like a spider These drama queens should quit rapping and go to nighter Jameson and Dry up in the rider Got me throwing up in the street like a graffiti writer Like Lupi said, I'm a lover not a fighter So nah, I ain't saying I did, or well I mighta As we now approach the final decider Safe to say the situation looking kinda dier Throw up a fist or ignite your lighter Come make noise for the rhyming spider And it goes like [Verse 4 Ozi Batla] I got love for the music, love for the fanbase Love for friendships that began with a handshake Love for bandmates and cats I collab with And all the talent I got up in the lab with Or ad-lib with mad kids after a show Beatboxing in the carpark just to hear their flow Sounds weird I know, but they're the best moments And if there's respect then it's best that you show it There's never a better time cause yo I'm blessed And you came to hear me get these rhymes off my chest Now yes yes, let's extend this to real life Try to express in words what this love feels like It's like a Jerrycan and a raised up lighter Maybe, fate gives a break to a fighter I might be sentimental, but yo that's fundamental If you don't feel nothing then it's a waste of instrumental [Verse 5 Urthboy] Yo can feel the tension in the air That beats a sweat dripping from his forehead Course he don't want to be there He got it after all he got himself into that situation Now they bang for his blood, all he got to say Dr Seuss y'all Still they keep persisting and interrogating Asking him the question that he keep reflecting (???) the accusations to the best of his knowledge He's unaware, Dr Seuss y'all He don't know that he can see, it will be like Smoking a leaves and broken at least smoking a spiff Filled with a fire and hoping for rain Till they particitate the same position to gain He doesn't recall, yo it's like Dr Seuss y'all It's like we on the sales, (?) and sunsets I'm not really sure, I forget, so he raised a sweat An elefant man, he never forgets [Hook 2 Solo, Ozi Batla, The Tongue, L-Fresh, Urthboy]