[Intro: Urthboy, Solo, [?]]
What up, Hunter? Stay up, yeah, yeah
Big up Canteen
It's a first, Sydney representin'

[Verse 1: Solo]
Take a look at us
It's easy to see we ain't no gangbangers
But my crew keep it tighter than a bandana (bandana)
I know a dude who flow smooth like Santana
Tongue, tell 'em where you at, it's like that, and

[Verse 2: The Tongue]
[?] T.N.T type of rapper on the track
Rep my colours as a matter of a fact
Black Thoughts like The Roots, but I'm past depression (uh-huh)
That's too depressin', I'm in a new dimension
So write your name on the blackboard, class in session
[?] dangerous mind, better blast your weapon
You posse can't stop me or these Elefant rap guys
Beat up the alphabet, even our P's have black eyes

[Verse 3: Ozi Batla]
We got [?] to keep the blood pumpin'
Runs red like the dust at the heart of the country
Red gum in a burn-off, even the Earth's hot
Our summer's [?] with an extreme fire warnin' (what?)
The colour of danger, the colour of stop signs
And no entry, red rag to a bull, so tempting (uh-huh)
[?] drive it till the petty light flashes empty
Red light, love, war, passion and energy
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