Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Eso]
It's those underground cats who know the skills
Who drove miles to a show just to know who's real
Who's flows are ill, who's flows can still
Blow the roof off this bitch, drunk, stoned or chilled
See these kids now days think if you're rapping you're well paid
When they knew nothing I was dropping acid in L.A
But I'm an Aussie like Commodore's and Falcons
A head-fuck compared to another boring album
So if you're used to a prison, I know a crew who can kick it
They touch down that rough sound without using their fingers
What we do is religious, what you do is a business
You got chicks in your clips but they're usually mingers
That's right, the life of a cave man
The dirty dog barking who writes in the basement bro
My crews unique, after this you'll remember me
We lift kids lids with a fix you could never dream

[Hook: Bliss & Eso]
Oh shit you heard them boys
Raising hell, and making that noise
It goes stand up, hands up, right in the middle
I said hands up, stand up, it's live and official (uh-huh)
Oh shit you heard them boys (uh-huh)
No shit they bringing that noise
Put em' up, middle fingers to the system
Cooking up that shit to bring in the resistance

[Verse 2: Bliss]
[?] hypothesis, there ain't a punk who's stopping us
We charging through this bitch like a drunk rhinoceros
Yeah they popping us loud for this preposterous sound
Ridiculous flow, locking this metropolis down
Sipping a [?], spitting out my mouth gold flames
Like didn't you know? You're fucking with the household name
(Syd city's finest) just a couple of letters, we stuck them together
To fuck with you and ruffle some feathers (suckers)
We be rebels with the hunger to win
And that's why three cheeky devils just got under your skin
We rapping flavour they tasting, aggravating the hating
Cause we just sat on the scene while captivating the nation
It's the prominent, dominant, hot shit
Bombing them, taking the whole fucking continent hostage
Tearing round the country, [?], [?], get the whole town chanting

[Hook]
One for the loving
Two for my people
Three for the feeling that the lyrics will leave you
They said that these kids couldn't do it, so make way
We're coming through to stick it to them
Four the the beat and
Five pumping proudly
Six for the lads in the front getting rowdy
Put em' up, middle fingers to the system
Cooking up that shit to bring in the resistance
Oh shit you heard them boys
Raising hell, and making that noise
It goes stand up, hands up, right in the middle
I said hands up, stand up, it's live and official (uh-huh)
Oh shit you heard them boys (uh-huh)
No shit they bringing that noise
Put em' up, middle fingers to the system
Cooking up that shit to bring in the resistance

[Verse 3: Eso]