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1. |
ELON
02:12
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(Verse one)
It'll be a scorcher
The torture of a free slave
While releasin' heat waves
In the back seat while we beat change
Cut the range off a rover
Ain't good luck like a 12 leaf clover
More of a weed
I guess you see
Guess you are what you eat
So to put it blunt
You can call me anything but chicken
Cos' while I eat that shit
I ain't afraid of no man
No hand
No, hand me down
Hand me the down to the people
Like I'm the next Beatle
Not a remake or a sequel
But you see
The heat
From these waves
Must be fuckin' lethal
Must be fuckin' regal
So get me my crown
Cos I'm the king of this town
And it must be goin' down
It must be goin' down
In flames
(Verse two)
(And I finally found)
That I am afraid
But not over change
But losing my way
I'm losing my hope
I'm smokin' more dope
I'm turnin' to ropes
To settle my woes
Unrecognised genius
I'm glad that you see this'
I'm never anonymous
You know there's no stoppin' us
Becoming so infamous
Becoming so venomous
I supposed when I'm finished
The question is
The question is
Can these feelings manifest?
Collect with interest?
Into the giant in ya dreams
Right there on the big screen
With ya name in gold
Roll up in the Rolls
Rollie on yo wrist
I'm on that Elon shit
Too fly too ever quit
Don't call no girl no bitch
Unless she bark like this (bark bark)
Can't ever trust no wish
Can't ever buy no dream
Can't ever think right now
That you're big right now
When ya friends turn fake
That's no mistake
Be thankful, be thankful
And always stay great
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2. |
DAISY
02:46
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(Ah)
(Ah)
(CHORUS)
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Lay low, drop a mixtape
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Get big, that's no mistake
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Lay low, drop a mixtape
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Get big, that's no mistake
(Verse one)
What if my head in the gutter?
Gutter stomp, stomp that shit like a grape
Red wine pouring out
So the carpet match the drapes
What if that's too dark
So this music never plays on the radio
On the stereo
(Fuck)
I don't know
What if I never bloom?
Potted soil spells my doom
Guess it's true
Dropping tracks from the comfort of my room
What if I had no drive? (Skrt)
That shit's keeping me alive
I guess, I guess
I'ma have to survive
(CHORUS)
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Lay low, drop a mixtape
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Get big, that's no mistake
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Lay low, drop a mixtape
What ya do when ya friends fake?
Get big, that's no mistake
(Bridge)
Ain't got time for a heartbreak
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Ain't got heart for a time waste
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Ain't got time for a heartbreak
Fuck that shit, they a real fake
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Fuck that shit, they a real snake
(Verse two)
What if I been lied to
For the better half of my life?
What if I end up all alone
With no kids, dog or wife?
No, fuck that
I'll get a dog
A labrador
I'll call him Laurie
And he will be my right hand
When shit is getting boring
And this my ambition I turn it to gold
This is my life, I can't put it on hold
A life in the stix
Surrounded by brick
Paid for with bills
I got from this gig
And I do not care if I top your list
Cos' I know I'm on some outer-world shit
Cannot phone home
Will I be alone?
Will I still radiate
The light that I shown?
(Outro)
Ain't got time for a heartbreak
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Ain't got heart for a time waste
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Ain't got time for a heartbreak
Fuck that shit, they a real fake
Fuck that shit, that's a mistake
Fuck that shit, they a real snake
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3. |
WINTER
03:16
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(Intro)
[TIMBA]
I know the winter cold won't hurt
But a light can shine on me first
[JOHNNY FROM THE BURBS & TIMBA]
I got time
For me and mine
Bob my head on the train
Subway gettin' colder cos' that February rain
[JOHNNY FROM THE BURBS]
And I'm not there yet cos'
I'm not there yet cos'
(Verse one)
I'll be there in wintertime
Ice cold like the weather
Keep it round the new sweater
Sweatin' through these next bars
Cos' I'm hopin' for better
Better days comin' soon
And I just can't wait to come through
Things been gold since November, yep
Ain't movin' to silver yet
Only copper I like
Is hookin' up my internet
But I've been feelin' real blue
As opposed to the pink
And I'm hidin' these emotions
Because they don't fit
(Chorus)
(TIMBA)
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Cold on me, yeah
(TIMBA AND JOHNNY FROM THE BURBS)
I've been feelin' winter's cold on me, yeah,'
I've been feelin' winter's cold
(Verse two)
(JOHNNY FROM THE BURBS)
Rainin', shinin' any weather
Whether there's a chance I'd never
Wanna leave your side
But in the mean time
I'll by flying solo, flying high
Never thought i'd reach these heights
Never thought I'd prophesise
That I'd ever touch the sky
Now in luxury like gold and blue
Up in arms with my chosen few
Tryna write my way to a better life, okay
I'm grindin' beat after beat
Get these people out their seats
Like its broadway
The world my stage
Turn a page
Burn a book, it wasn't good
My biography was better
It ain't finished but whatever
I'm still writin', addin' chapters
All the moments I will capture
Never thought I'd be a rapper
But here we are
Theres no goin' back
Just don't call me slack
Droppin' tracks back to back
Springtime it is gone
And my sorrows finally over
And my shit is growin' slower
But my track list growin' taller
And surely it'll take me there
People they will stop and stare
My name in lights in times square
(Chorus)
[TIMBA]
I know the winter cold won't hurt
But a light can shine on me first
(Cold on me, yeah)
Now I know I've done no wrong
Now I know I don't belong
I'll be back home in a heartbeat, yeah
(TIMBA AND JOHNNY FROM THE BURBS)
I've been feelin' winter's cold on me, yeah,'
I've been feelin' winter's cold
(Outro)
I got time
For me and mine
Bob my head on the train
Subway gettin' colder cos' that February rain
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4. |
BASTARD
03:03
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WRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY: JOHNNY (FROM THE BURBS)
MINOR ADD. PRODUCTION BY: TOM ELLIOTT
FEATURING: TOM ELLIOTT
MIXED AND MASTERED BY: SAMUEL LLOYD
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5. |
ANTIDOTE // BRADENTON
03:01
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[Part 1: ANTIDOTE]
I ain't trippin' over fame, not a dollar to my name
Where did all my money go? Prolly spent it all on dope
I ain't trippin' over fame, not a dollar to my name
Where did all my money go? Prolly spent it all on dope
I'm bleedin' passion
For choices in true fashion
For noises my reaction
For voices that demand my motherfucking action
And I go at my own pace
Cos' this ain't a fucking race
Who knows how many tapes I'll drop
Before I even—
[Part 2: BRADENTON]
[Verse 1]
—Place and the bills
Ain't gonna pay themselves
And you know I got that sauce with me
When I put that sorcery
On the beat, no forgery
Only my thoughts laced with honesty
And honestly
Only this beat go hard as me
Hard as nails, no, can't fail
Set in stone, cannot be cloned
Leave Jerusalem alone
Stuck in apartheid, but on the other side
Laced with greed while they struggle to feed
While they bleed
To sow their seeds, but fuck
Y'all can't get enough
Of the Burbs
When I put my thought on record
Thought it had occurred
When I dropped
My first
It wasn't gonna be my last
Y'all been thinkin' fast
Been lookin' to ya past
But I'ma have pass
On the questions
Cos I ain't got the answers
Why the fuck you ain't move house?
Why the fuck you ain't move out?
Where the fuck your dollars now?
Where the fuck you goin' now?
See ya later
Cruisin' down the road to failure
[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' over fame
Not a dollar to my name
Where did all my money go?
Prolly' spent it all on dope
I ain't trippin' over fame
Not a dollar to my name
Where did all my money go?
Prolly' spent it all on dope
[Verse 2]
I found some cents on the floor of the bathroom I pissed in
Fuck no, that makes no sense
I'm fucked up, since I'm trippin'
And I'm fucked if I don't understand what I'm singin'
And my hearin'
Been fucked up wish I could get rid of the ringing
Like the bell i was saved by
Thank my boy cos' I'm still high
Higher than that motherfuckin' wish you threw in the sky boy
But you ain't fucking with me boy
I ain't just where I'd like to be, that's okay
I will get there, eventually, you bet that, I'm gonna be
'Till all my homies gonna see me, rockin' up in the place like a big g
And I'm feelin'
Like I'm Elon
My shit getting better than a Tesla
And in Sydney we don't empty shells
The struggle is real but this ain't hell
On the other side of this earth
People fighting for they're worth
Seein' death on the streets
Day to day they take defeat
Seein' death in they're schools
Cos your White House full of fools (full of fools)
Lives lost in false pursuit
Lost promises from bloodied suits
For freedoms deemed much more than life
Ain't no question, wrong or right
Is it we the people or we the broken?
Aw shit man, I guess time has spoken
I drop the mic, but see no change
America better hold your range
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Johnny (From the Burbs) Sydney, Australia
Johnny (From the Burbs) is an alternative hip-hop artist and producer hailing from North Parramatta. Johnny’s unique blend of eclectic production elements and dense lyrical concepts is a notable trademark representative of his sound, influenced by 80’s heavy metal like Metallica and Black Sabbath as well as contemporary hip-hop artists/producers such as Denzel Curry and KennyBeats! ... more
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