Oh my god boy Bukue One here with the Hilltop Hoods man Come and hear, aiyyo The year 2000, we got something new We on some next, way out of here We got stuff so dope you know Guess what, even the deaf can hear Yeah It's the Hilltop Hoods and, Bukue in the place From the place where the kids rhyme with flies on their face (Australia) And the Oakland crew (Star fighter number one to ya'll, Bukue) Hear us, they feel it in their spirit and they cheer us Fabulous flows from the three life feelers ? Flak check to match up?, the fact test, I snap necks Like whiplash, I get down, I get smashed, so sit down Don't get rash, just check out, the kick out... Now Hear this, I'm a tell you what I like I like crowds when they scream, hate when they booing Hip-hop that's clean, not rap that's deluded I like to dispute the - undisputed Like to, kick a style, teaching Howard how to do it Now hear this, don't read my lips The only sign I want to see in the air, is a fist Sign language not needed when we appear With these flows so deep even the "Deaf can hear" Heartfelt delivery is loud and clear Simple telepathy so the "Deaf can hear" If your not feeling this then disappear We don't need you cause "The deaf can hear" Our sounds penetrate like the ancient spears Penetrating the soul so the "Deaf can hear" Top of the hills with contents under pressure Star fighter Bukue makes you sufferer Now hear this... Irresistible lyricism with compatible turntable techniques Speaking with vocal presence of a messiah Who inspires all, sets tracks on fire You be tortured, radiating heat no doubt Burning toys - from the, inside out Crowds burst into flame, each bomb makes it hotter Before the show I hid all extinguishers Hahaha, no way of prevention It was either burn to death or smoke inhalation Alleviates you a painful existence Allow your spirit to ascend (Rest in peace) All this seen at the show very clear Rhymes penetrate so even the deaf can hear It's the Hoods, you can't hear this? Then get my picture Cause all I need's a beat bass and lip twitcher To fix ya, it's audible without the use of sign wave I'm Now I'll wait, cause time's ticking, my rhymes kicking I feel my mind tripping on words and phrases, the lines thicken My memory, from the next MC's telepathy But I leave 'em deaf and dumb and put in double jeopardy Regrettably, some are hard in their interior Even the deafest MC's be yelling "Crack it man, I'm hearing ya" Now whether the fans are cheering ya or whether they're rivals Whether their freestyle recitals just be needing some titles They all listen in, to rhyme slander It's the highlanders?, demander Beats might slam ya, and your peer's weak Radiate toxic thoughts over deaf, hear me clearly
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Oh my god boy Bukue One here with the Hilltop Hoods man Come and hear, aiyyo The year 2000, we got something new We on some next, way out of here We got stuff so dope you know Guess what, even the deaf can hear Yeah It's the Hilltop Hoods and, Bukue in the place From the place where the kids rhyme with flies on their face (Australia) And the Oakland crew (Star fighter number one to ya'll, Bukue) Hear us, they feel it in their spirit and they cheer us Fabulous flows from the three life feelers ? Flak check to match up?, the fact test, I snap necks Like whiplash, I get down, I get smashed, so sit down Don't get rash, just check out, the kick out... Now Hear this, I'm a tell you what I like I like crowds when they scream, hate when they booing Hip-hop that's clean, not rap that's deluded I like to dispute the - undisputed Like to, kick a style, teaching Howard how to do it Now hear this, don't read my lips The only sign I want to see in the air, is a fist Sign language not needed when we appear With these flows so deep even the "Deaf can hear" Heartfelt delivery is loud and clear Simple telepathy so the "Deaf can hear" If your not feeling this then disappear We don't need you cause "The deaf can hear" Our sounds penetrate like the ancient spears Penetrating the soul so the "Deaf can hear" Top of the hills with contents under pressure Star fighter Bukue makes you sufferer Now hear this... Irresistible lyricism with compatible turntable techniques Speaking with vocal presence of a messiah Who inspires all, sets tracks on fire You be tortured, radiating heat no doubt Burning toys - from the, inside out Crowds burst into flame, each bomb makes it hotter Before the show I hid all extinguishers Hahaha, no way of prevention It was either burn to death or smoke inhalation Alleviates you a painful existence Allow your spirit to ascend (Rest in peace) All this seen at the show very clear Rhymes penetrate so even the deaf can hear It's the Hoods, you can't hear this? Then get my picture Cause all I need's a beat bass and lip twitcher To fix ya, it's audible without the use of sign wave I'm Now I'll wait, cause time's ticking, my rhymes kicking I feel my mind tripping on words and phrases, the lines thicken My memory, from the next MC's telepathy But I leave 'em deaf and dumb and put in double jeopardy Regrettably, some are hard in their interior Even the deafest MC's be yelling "Crack it man, I'm hearing ya" Now whether the fans are cheering ya or whether they're rivals Whether their freestyle recitals just be needing some titles They all listen in, to rhyme slander It's the highlanders?, demander Beats might slam ya, and your peer's weak Radiate toxic thoughts over deaf, hear me clearly
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