When I woke up in the morning, I got a strange feeling, Today’s gonna be the day Imma make millions, Imma do it on my own, Imma get it, Imma hustle, Anybody that, gets, in my way, Imma scuffle, Cuz I’m tired of the pain I feel, Gotta find a way to heal, Living life, Check to check, Getting debts, Paying bills, And I ain’t stopping when I make a mill, These haters like to say I won’t, Say I won’t, I say I will cruise around the inner west smokin a big sesh never hold my breathe im a beast im hear to teach mcs how to speak more or less ..west sydney give it up and i aint hating on anyone trying to make a buck or live it ..but maybe theatre would be the go 4 sum of u silly cunts .hittin billies blunts smokin ciggies skullin jimmy beam out of schooner cups u dont want it wit west sydney ..21-60 any 1dissin us hit em up 5 million trippy fucks drive round lighting fires in your area so we can say we lit em up...which means theres 1 milllion of us who just dont a give a fuck ....so listen up i got hostages its not the end of the world .but may aswell be the apocalypse ..treat mainstream rappers like dropkicks box yiz like rocky didpunch u in the face stomp on your kneck crush your osophaegus for poppin off at the lips caution from the hazards 24-7 gotta keep it savage coz i aint going to heaven it means stick ups n 7-11 and big cups of liqour shit the storys never ending west sydney representin caught up in the mix coz im brought up n the 21-6 .check the numbers or end up becoming any 1s bitch .you got shotguns i got rocket launchers u wont sum hear i got the shit 4 yiz