[Hook: NERVE]
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we-
[Verse 1: NERVE]
T-TAZ through MEL to BNE
You make the beats son we make them free
We tryna eat but ain't food cheap, we form as one like AUZ
Oi run it back run it back
I'ma tell a chap boy none of that none of that
You don't bust on track for no money not a stack
I get gully on oney, so love for your gang
But i guess you be one of them big shots now
Come through grab a mic come and get shut down
I'm about to hit 50 tracks in one year, all wire tell me who's shits on now
Who's the Aus, this, sounds like that, fuck that man im here to put aus on the map
Spit 2 bars then your looking for a reload, thats na na never bodied on one track
Never catch me spit wack on a tune, cos i got got tracks that stack on the move
You some half up like you actually news, only spat 4 bars in the back of the room
Wanna clash with your crew but you ain't got the heart
Wanna bang from the coupe but you ain't got a car
When I track in the booth man i'm making the arts, just sit back and feud as I break it apart
Cos you, you, ain't the dude wanna be paid for view but you pay for views but your missing the mark like your paper juice so you better get the clasp before making moves
Man I think like an old head, you the type of guy to go and say gold check just to get a Rolex
And you still don't know what the time is make a young MC vanish like ice kid
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we-
[Verse 1: NERVE]
T-TAZ through MEL to BNE
You make the beats son we make them free
We tryna eat but ain't food cheap, we form as one like AUZ
Oi run it back run it back
I'ma tell a chap boy none of that none of that
You don't bust on track for no money not a stack
I get gully on oney, so love for your gang
But i guess you be one of them big shots now
Come through grab a mic come and get shut down
I'm about to hit 50 tracks in one year, all wire tell me who's shits on now
Who's the Aus, this, sounds like that, fuck that man im here to put aus on the map
Spit 2 bars then your looking for a reload, thats na na never bodied on one track
Never catch me spit wack on a tune, cos i got got tracks that stack on the move
You some half up like you actually news, only spat 4 bars in the back of the room
Wanna clash with your crew but you ain't got the heart
Wanna bang from the coupe but you ain't got a car
When I track in the booth man i'm making the arts, just sit back and feud as I break it apart
Cos you, you, ain't the dude wanna be paid for view but you pay for views but your missing the mark like your paper juice so you better get the clasp before making moves
Man I think like an old head, you the type of guy to go and say gold check just to get a Rolex
And you still don't know what the time is make a young MC vanish like ice kid
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