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letra de all the way/ don't stop - hayds

[intro: hayds]
uh

[verse 1: hayds, flipadeck]
now you can try to categorise us or put us in a box
but i think you’ll be disappointed when the top pops off
uh, we specialise in evolution (yeah)
and view life through this words eye, high resolution
we pickin’ it up from the love movement (hmm)
call it g*nius lyricism on beats that are crazy dumb stupid (yeah)
it’s that triple threat capital trio attractin’ interest
as we intersect, flipadeck (yeah)

[verse 2: flipadeck, brett super]
broaden your horizons as the sun rises
why you hide, mortified, ’cause you frightened?
call me osiris, ‘causе when i write
thoughts fall from the sky, i’m thе author of life
it’s clear, crystal, the flip got that sh-t to make you
bounce like your chick do all up on my uh
[?] for the one, twos, three mcs
on the come through, servin’ that funk food, dig in (uh)

[verse 3: brett super, flipadeck]
it’s that fly c-nt
growin’ up i used to dry hump
now shawtys runnin’ up to the pole like high jump
haters runnin’ their mouth ’cause of my confidence
but all i see comin’ out of their heads is “brett, i love you, you so monstrous”
probably why i’m boss at this, beats make your neck
feel like ossie ostriches without an arm in his oesophagus
yo, i’m either gettin’ smooth with the vernacular
or lampin’, sippin’ goose, birdwatching like i’m attenborough (yah)
[verse 4: flipadeck, hayds]
at galapagos, channelin’ the magic
it’s the back-to-back acrobats, abracadabra
flip a rap out the cap and sh-t, catch it like [?]
boom, that’s a hat trick, i’m crazy as batsh-t
you on the crease, but you batsh-t
look, the fact is i’m out of this world; avatar
i brag ’cause i can, got this swag with the pen
on the track in a fashionable trend (uh, yeah)

[verse 5: hayds, brett super]
with that natural blend, if you’re thinkin’ about havin’ a bet
we are black caviar, australia’s dark horse
you get the picture that these words have ill-strated
to stop us from runnin’ our course they’ll need to hire a taskforce
’cause ever since i’s a kid readin’ the source
i been endorsed to become who i was in my thoughts
so while you hatin’ through a keyboard at home, beatin’ off
i feed off love and get more p-ssy than [?] (uh)

[verse 6: brett super]
i’m like a young george clooney, sippin’ on a strawb smoothie
by the beach, hit the gc, mackin’ a raw schoolie
never really practice much, i got that magic touch
walk up in the booth, first take, classic punt, i know ya
playin’ ya hardest, but really you’re sayin’ nada
i’m sorry i can’t play with you, i’m too dope, blame asada
mothers blame the fathers for not lockin’ up their daughters’s -rs- (haha)
so now she’s chillin’ with me as i pour her glass (cheers)
[verse 7: hayds, flipadeck]
we’re hungry like we’re comin’ off a water fast
overdue to blow and you can try to ignore the blast
but your sh-t’ll be eclipsed, ’cause our shine is sure to last
so embrace these middle fingers as they linger like morning farts
thinkin’ that you’re rudd when you’re whacker than nickelback
trying to kick knowledge but you’re thicker than simple jack
you’ve gone foolery on the mic, there is no coming back
from that “i ain’t got a g-g-good brain” (yeah, yeah)

[verse 8: flipadeck, brett super]
[?] on repeat as you wonder how it goes
thunderclaps loud, rain runnin’ from your windows
meaner eyes, gotta keep it rollin’ all the way
words eye never dwellin’ on them older days
the present and the future is where my energy’s placed
catch us on a sat-rday night live; chevy chase
step up on the stage and rep the city i was raised in (uh, what)
and for the mates that kept the ability elevated (uh, uh, uh, yo)

[verse 9: brett super]
i rep the berra like the raiders and the brumbies
and my flow is lovely, probably why these haters really love me
so why the f-ck you tryna hide it for?
lookin’ at me kinda staunch, hidin’ by the fire door, sh-t
i’m so sick of rhymin’, i might get sick of rhymin’
smokin’ on my peter stuyvesant, i am sick as brian
brett super, f-ck lex luthor
we that upper anatomical motion: the next movement
[outro: [?]]
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”
“don’t stop, nah, don’t stop”
“i like it”

- hayds

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