R.I.P EMILY

Muks Died - Weight Up

PROD ILLFERAL DONT BE STUPID.. LYRICS:

oi, ive gotta see a man about a canine
20-30 dogs a day probably the bassline
watch me pop a bally on to facetime
sittin in the dark dazed prayin to a seis shrine
this isn't what your hearin through a grape vine
this is shit that bubbles and fuckin up the drain pipes
my fuckin cds gettin smuggled over statelines
chucked into a crusty spoon then shot up in a mainline

playin me at eulogys when veins die
if ya hear my constantly loopin i think ya brains fried
you wanna make a diss track ill organise the cage fight
spin around double back hitttem with my snake eyes

tryna be the reason that you hate life
fuckin up tryna get drug and take highs
yung nickelodeon motherfucker i stay slime
do you even really think im doin what i say im?

i dont think human food taste right 
im chewin on a handgrenade pepper sprayin steak knife
bring a couple rape kits to date night 
if i get a stiffy ima chuck it in my waistline

pray it goes soft before stage time
cause i know you cunts dont think ya sufferin from stage fright
watch me clear the room and drop a hate vibe
only when im reppin the symbol i let the snakes climb

TAIPAN PETE

NEEDA SPARK THE MOOD UP
DOUBLE PARK A SCHOONER
DELAYED REACTION,
AINT SEEN NOTHIN YET THATS COMIN SOON BUT

OOSH CUNT
PUNCH BACK ON MY BRUISED LUNG
I BEEN KICKIN BACK SO MUCH I GOT MY FUCKEN SHOES SCUFFED

HALF THESE BEATS AINT EVEN HARD ENOUGH TO SIT THRU
AND LISTEN TO THESE RAPPERS BARK UP TREES AS IF THEY SHITSU
I GOT A WORLD IN EVERY ARM THEY CALL ME VISHNU
REZ THE NEWEST VST FOR ME TO MISUSE

CRISIS ACTORS SEEN EM ON THE STREET THEY'RE LIKE:
WHATS DOIN LAD
ASK ME WHERE I BEEN IM BEIN ME N BUSY DOIN THAT
I DONT EEN MEAN TO BE A RAPPER IM JUST DOIN RAPS
N DROPPIN BOMBS UP ON THE BEAT TO PUT THE ACTUAL BOOM IN BAP
SINCE YA'LL AINT DOIN THAT

YOU CAN STAY UP ON YOUR WACK SHIT
ILL BE PUTTIN DOWN UNDERGROUND ON THE ATLAS
AS I STACK THIS
CASH DO THE MATH QUICK
PLS JUST DONT TEST ME I NEVER PRACTICED :(

ROLL PAST ROLL UP THE TINTED U ROLL UP THE THINNEST
REALLY ALL UP IN IT IM PATROLLIN HER INNARDS
DEVIL GOT ME REROCKIN MY SOUL FOR A BINESS
BUT THATS THE GOAL FROM BEGINNIN
STACK THE GOLD TILL IM WINNIN
NAH

NEVER PASS THE BLUNT LESS THEY ASK IN PARCELTONGUE
FUCK THE PARCEL STUNK ROLL IT UP N SPARK THE CUNT
CHILLIN U AINT CALM ENOUGH NEEDA PARK IT UP
HALF A PUFF ALREADY SHLUMPED
STILL SPITTIN SHARP I NEED AN ARMORER

CRISIS ACTORS

featuring @resinchemist ?  or is it?
prod. illferal dont be a clown.

LYRICS: 

quadruple tab floatin in my sippy cup
double my vision then flex my 50 bucks 
what a bummer like comin down so pick me up
gettin sus cunts in the mirror sayin they isnt us

i needa sit down im fuckin trippin man
how am i supposed to tell resinchemist i quit the band?
this the plan just double back piss my pants 
tell him that the rappin isnt workin and ive  switch to dance

perfectin my pop n locks
not even rockin jocks           
best to keep the frame above the waist in my body shot
unless u like cock a lot
and u a lot too watch
pausin every 25 seconds to stop and cough

noddin off
wakin up this the real earth?
i feel worse 
real? 
than i've ever feel'd 
 word
needa weaken that dose hope a meal works
im forgetting real words zufflagacheelgurt

wtf did u take?

tab and pinga
than i said grace and thanked me for my dinner
motherfucker
tab and pinga
goin get us the bueg, pack a rimma
tab and a pinga
rez jumped off the bridge now im finna
tab and a  pinga
professional dance comp winner

DISCO STU

FLIGHT MODE

illferal x rezchem where are you talking to me
prod. illferal yafknnn

LYRICS
they havent had enough new sick
scuffed 2 kicks in my kung fu flick
last song sucks 2 dicks
kiss my ring before that because ive come to shit

ya mums mad at me i raided her purse
blowin up my phone with no papers at work
 

tell her this shits the bible when its played in reverse
and claim that it was written by satan and nerve

nah yeah wtf cunt 
hit the stash in the bushes for my glove gun

taken my billy break just to pump one 
pay to cut you fuckers out call you all a lump sum
 

taken my word
shoe lacin the herb    
aint featues im not wastina  verse
aint gonna work

im not wastin a verse
snake on a shirt  
resin been asleep while im awake and alert   
 
seisdeep in the lab makin microchips
 
each limb gettin hydrodipped
this the white coat clique
  
spiked mum and dad brothers psychosis 
im the guy who hates the pub but loves the drive home pissed 
 
2 gacked im tryna bite both lips
fifo shifts ya girls bed til my cryo kip

stop pretending that you mmight know shit  
cause right above my head i keep a lightglobe lit

mind so big its gettin my dome squished
first day ridin think i might throw whips
only new hit singles because i wont miss  
my favourite rappers me coz that guy wrote this

im not even rappin i just talk great
record once, export it by the fourth take
ive worn seis since i was born mate
doctor wrapped me in a snake tee for the lore sake

flickin a saw blade
then piss on ya north face
bedore i walk in kick the hinges off the door frame
sorta like u....
of course sicker, and more paid
all my courses gourmet
ur all flawed with poor taste

stay grounded -
any cunt ill out zen
surrounded - 
runnin laps around them

head boppin -
snap necks into bowed heads
rez cough n -
count zeds till im found dead

im reinvestin all my gold into beug stocks
...selectin illchem up on the juke box
get the whole crowd jumpin off the rooftop
new strains juice named like my plug a fruit shop 

only ever leave with what i came for
cheque please...
r e z i stay sauced
brain been tickled by a chain saw
nuke proof fit when i wage war
whenever i leave i just make sure

im claymore trippin...
stay on pace unttill they forfeitin...
sickened like i ate raw chicken
my snores spittin
everyday wake up to more writtens

ILLCHEMS HEAPS MAD AUS RAP SONG

prod me and a dash of rezchem namsayin, sorry i left 2 get smokes and did a rap battle 5 months ago but im back now.. lyrics below for all u sk8rs.

CHICKEN BONE NOWISON
illflem from rippin cones
to sickest blokes
now its on chicken bone
stop pretendin that this isn't dope
we just sit at home
kick and flip a stick ive grown 
giz a lift i m needa  hit the phone 
if ya listen close
might just hear me dip n go

wish to float
think im off a different globe
ships approach
dont panick its my ticket home

no jokes i just hate cunts
uck strippers im tryna go shake junts
tryna let my snake run

come from nothin tryna make some
pushin em out the way then poppin then late shove
pretending that i skate tonnes  

and i barely even made a trick
but hit the lazer switch
so tell me where u neighbour lives
on to boning tryna taste a chick
ill get ya razor stripped 
scootin ur a skater kid

sus my vomitin skills
bitch i started from the bottom im not bombin the hill
but im wobblin still
feral prophet proper ominous chills 
coppin ur pocket hop my rocket and chill

i reckon gutter raps dead im australian dirt rock
comin my show leave the stadium worse off
reppin a bigger head so cranium hurts lots
i dont fuck with a booth this an alien workshop

yee dis is where da squad kicks
this whole planet on some pox shit
so im headed off quick 
6 tabs in a cockpit
attention all passengers hopefully i got this



u make rap
but i make it better
so take letter
grip on the deck like im david guetta  
wanna feature?
then just wait forever
u skated never
think every track im takin centre



oh shit im on x games mode
full speed ahead like my legs stayed home
geein up the hellvis coz my eses know
and i aint really doin shit unless my ex says no
ill leave your press play broke
come my S H O 
dubs all round even my sex tape goes
smoke a head shaped cone
reckon rez mates dope
god owes me money just like neckface wrote

time for war
bringing guns while we fightin swords
might record
have beagle meetin with micheal moore
find a board
i bombed the earth tryin to grinding core
fight the hawk
muskabeatin him with twice the force

iSNOT

REZCHEM

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