But I’m home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before
Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw
Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4
I started off cutting mutton on the chain gang learning from the uncles
Dad said get the pahi get the mahi make the money if you want to
Ain’t no really saying what I will or won’t do
All I really know is that I wanna pull through
Trying to crack a super saiyan make em all Goku(go cool) if I wanted to
I just wanna put food on the table so the whanau get to eat now
Then i do the dishes with the mrs just to whip it with the tea towel
To everybody showing love for the mahi man peace out
Then I treat the haters like a gutter board catch em on the rebound
See your rhymes all hard but you soft in the middle like a pork bone
And the ride in your video ain’t yours so your fullas gotta walk home
In the back row hating man you fullas need to breathe out
Every time I engrave that pad with the pen on point like a javelin
Gotchu’ playing that mandolin, coz it’s over for an empty MC
Blow you off the map baye! TNT, flames in the heart if you breed envy
Can’t hide from the truth you standing in my way I’m a run right through you…
But I’m home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before
Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw
Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4
Got flow and a brother got gusto
Brought up on the paua and the mussel
Gotta have the hundy hustle to survive in a world so cut throat
Plus I write it on the page just to put the rhymes on a stage
Man I can’t wait to get the bust on
Meditating on the stage with the chucks on
Māori boy with the pen I’m Picasso
Tā moko on the skin like a barcode
Complemented by the lineage indigeneous
Ruaumoko I’ma burn em all to charcoal
Diamond cutting but the vision is so pretty
So move aside I’m ready to minimise yah levy
And silverside yah venny it won’t stop I’m betting
Say “who am I” the minute that i spit it but it seems hopeless
So If you wanna know why I, grab the mic and treat the stage like a Paepae
Put in the mahi as the time flies by like the duck if you ain’t sharp enough in the mamae
I’m well aware of the limelight
But nobody should be diving for kai at high tide
In the mainstream keep it real like Mai Time
I’m from Hastings still I ride the pipelines and it’s like
See how many crews out just to prove their tight rapping but it’s still not right nah
Realise that their shoes are twice their size and can’t cut it like a puha knife
Get em all drunk then they all gangstas but, nah they only wanna act hard in their backyard
They cutting their own throats, lower their repertoire
But for what they already lacking the X Factor
But I’m home bred, hangi fed never met a hori like me before
Coz Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw
Gimme the ball I’ll run it up the guts bro brother got gusto CB4
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