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Kerser - Fortay - Amp --- Hands on the wheel -  Completely remixed  , Kerser ++ Fortay ++ Amp  3 other Aussie  rappers are put into the rework  by Billy=Gunns

Kerser - Fortay - Amp -- Hands On the wheel  -- Mixed By Billy=Gunns

Lyrics:
His name is Jason, and hes kinda impatient
an only child with a single mother tryin to raise him
but he'll lie her to face and, blame her for prior occasions
sayin she's the reason his dad left, and that gets her tired and shaken
he thinks fires amazin, he likes to play with sparklers
lob them in the air and let them drop to where his neighbours grass is
he aint an arsonist, but he often stares at flames regardless
maybe he's just gotten scared and not prepared to face the darkness
he's replaced his fathers presence with some drug abuse
he's only thirteen, he just reckons it can up his mood
enterin his mothers room to beg her for a buck or two
he see's her reading through a letter then she doesnt move
all of a sudden shoes are flyin over desks and her
hands are shaking, jason finds the note it says that the
doctors felt a lump inside her so they then scanned her
she says sweetie, ive been diagnosed with breast cancer


and I can feel you burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up in them flames
and i can you feel burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up and away


the cancer has spread, his mothers in pain and she's nauseous
jason ignores it when she's stuck with her face in the toilet
he aint the sort to have the guts to be brave and supportive
he thinks the chemo's doin nothin but makin her more sick
payin a fortune for all of her medication
his mother is nearly broke, no installments or credit payments
she falls in depression facin a wall that is never breakin
and the hospital says it will call when a bed is vacant
and then theres jason goin hard on the liquor
after half of pinger, barges in, startin an argument with her
he says he's starvin and sick of havin pasta for dinner
i asked for a zinger burger is that to hard to consider
after a bit of time his mothers in a hopsice
all of sudden shes becomin unresponsive
some doctors come runnin in, tho none of them are rostered
jason holds her hand as he stutters and just watches


and I can feel you burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up in them flames
and i can you feel burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up and away


jason is gutted, its the day of his mothers funeral
he doesnt lose his cool, being brave and more tough then usual
next to the open casket, sayin his mum is beautiful
kisses her on the cheek, and waits till the fucken room is full
then after the service, the coffin is taken
off to a vacant crematorium for proper cremation
as its placed into the cremator jason watches it blazin
then suddenly his stomach drops, he's stuck in shock and his body is shakin
he grabs the edge of his mothers casket and starts to scream
'''don't leave mum, sorry i'm such a bastard, please
i was harsh and mean, how do you turn this fucken thing off?
dont worry, ma, its me
help me get her out!'' its to fucken late
his grandmother hugs him and promises that his mum is safe
jason doesnt play with fire no more, that stuff he hates
coz every flame and lighter just reminds him of his mothers face



and I can feel you burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up in them flames
and i can you feel burn, i can feel you burn
your burnin up, burnin up, burnin up and away




Feel You Burn - By Complete

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Lyrics:
i use to be pretty weird, now i'm even bizzarer
i dream that disease or some freakish disaster deceases my father
i wanna take him to a street thats in gaza, without peices of armour
just to hear him scream as i'm leaving in laughter
and i'll be laughin till the evening after
even if half of his face has been beatin to nada
then i'll greet him with a liter of lava, 
so he looks like a leaking, half eaten fucken peice of lasagne
i'll send his family his teeth coz i rather
they know the mother fucker suffered so their greiving is harder
apparently he decided he had to flea to jarkarta
in indonesia, to start a new family with his partner
if thats what happened its ironic ive proceeded to barter
freaquently askin god if i can get some sleep for a starter
now after all these fucken years i'm recivein an answer
it turns out, all i need is a carton of some premium lager
the scene i'm a part a, increases the saga
where the grave that ive dug just gets deeper and darker
where the drinks get cheaper and they seem to be larger
and every groupie wants to be a penis massager, pleasin their master
but i can see through all their bleach and mascara
i'm keener to glass a diva with her pena calata
you always hear about a demon in prada
but the devil wears nike, adidas and even some dada
and neither a preist or a pastor or jesus the martyr
can preach their retarded beliefs to this creature i harbour
complete is the sargent, the teacher, the keeper and guarder
plus leading commander in cheif of immediate karma
its like i'm stuck inside a region of sparter
and though my rhymin is a weopon, my depressions a genius archer
please believe me, i don't mean to alarm ya
but tell dpart i'm gonna see him soon, as soon as i see my departure
and then i'm gonna go and meet him in scarbrough
with a cask of coolibah and a graffitists marker
then every single building on the beach can get marked a
TPW and NBD peice on its plaster
until then i'm just a creep of a crafter
streaming my artistry while getting weaker but smarter
in greek, i'm a freakin malaka who's sweeter than guava
but secretly sharper and cruler than the tools of a teedius barber
i see a mirage of a younger happy me
who had that deep hunger thats run my battery
weather it was a crumb or a hundred massive feeds
all i wanted to was become a rappin beast
and succeed, but their was somethin trappin me
the lumber jack in me, stumped, punchin back a tree
acid, weed, a bunch of passion p
and a dash of speed brung me this munted sanity
now i'm just a fucken numb and panicky
drunken brat in need of a bloody tonne of panadene
my breathing is stuffed coz my lung capacity
and i ain't even got the fucken funds to have a dream
when i drink burbon for fun my manners flea
you'd think i went to mother fucken cunt academy
able without a jacks then i flunked dramatically
to able without a jacks like its sons of anarchy
done with agony, so i take another sip and stare
at the beer bubbles rising, deciding this isn't fair
the ropes grippin my throat, i breathe a bit of air
shut my eyes then find i'm to fucken frightened to kick the chair
fuck!, this is for everybody who didn't care
for every chick who would rip and tear at my heart
while i'm sittin scared in the dark and their out suckin a bigger pair
for every tourcherous foul slut i considered rare
for every friend that i treated as my own flesh
who fucken dogged me for some reefa or some dope sex
i could protest, but leavin it alone seems easier then no friends,
and being on my own gets 
i'm on the home stretch, the conclusion is close
as soon i choose to be known as a human or ghost
just know that when my deaths gruesome and gross
ive always had a fucken room full of nooses and notes, cunt

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Mixed and Mastered by Nerve
Filmed by Shayne Kemp
Edited by Burd Brain
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