[00:00.00] 作词 : Ceri Choron/Paul Tuffin
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Bill Leigh
[00:00.00](Mylo)
[00:11.37]This hippy chicks doing  rails telling me she’s kinda spiritual
[00:14.61]I’m sorry love I’m bored no offence But I’ve seen this show
[00:18.00]Rolling stone,here to reignite ya soul
[00:20.46]Get in the car dummy we got places to go
[00:23.22]And I’m all about the legacy the plans getting bigger by the day
[00:26.79]See me from the shoreline I’m on a different wave
[00:29.40]I’m stoking the fire while your burning yourself out
[00:32.25]Used to have clout now ya riddled with self doubt
[00:35.25]I’m playing the long game see you in a bit bro
[00:38.25]Once we were kings now looking like a shit  show
[00:41.10]Jump up out the   rubble   brush off the shrapnel
[00:44.04]I’m top to bottom already you barely touched the panel
[00:46.89]Had to Change the channel you kids are just white noise
[00:50.28]Edge of the cliff rap hanging with the lost boys
[00:52.92]Breezed through   hells winter with a spring in my step
[00:55.74]You Bath in the shallows while I shine  in the depths
[00:58.50]
(Hook)
[00:58.74]You over thought the Matter duke now your longing it
[01:13.44]The game is up for grabs bro we’re here for all it
[01:16.53]Kings recognise kings   **** the politics
[01:19.44]tearing down these grapevines King Konging it
[01:22.44]

[01:22.47](Res)
[01:22.62]I paint pictures, my talk art,
[01:24.69]All we do is win check the Scorecard,
[01:26.82]Patience wearing thin,
[01:27.99]The devil in the details the fragrance in the sin,
[01:31.32]War path step in with a sabre and a grin,
[01:33.84]Looking loco the locals are cooking coca the dope in the cushioned sofa,
[01:37.50]Close to the coast an they posting it over
[01:39.72]Know I Cold shoulder hoes the hose stowed in the holster,
[01:42.69]Your closest will poke ya boat n Stain the lo your loafers
[01:45.84]The dirt and the grimes heavy in this circle of mine,
[01:48.45]The slimes certie, nine thirty serving the 9,
[01:51.39]The guys nervy, white thirty serviette wipe,
[01:54.30]Type to hype to early, cop a birdie and slide,
[01:57.30]Why, you know the reason cold toes and it’s open season,
[02:00.51]From low to peaking, come up wasn’t nothing you could see kid
[02:03.84]I put my mind to it you whine and put a line through it defeated,
[02:07.23]But still you act conceited on some weak shit
[02:09.60](Mylo)
[02:09.72]Stone King Kong of the wildlings
[02:12.51]Went down to hell came back with my findings
[02:15.39]Jump from the train wreck it’s all about timing
[02:18.21]You were all talking shit bout time that I chimed in
[02:21.24]Diamond cut swagger in a ****ed pair of joggers
[02:24.09]Insane after dark with the great western rockers
[02:27.03]The industry’s a myth so your signing up to what??
[02:29.88]I sprayed a 1000 bullets while  your  lining up the shot
[02:33.03](Res)
[02:33.18]Counter puncher, you ’ll get the two piece, combo with the pouch of mustard,
[02:37.74]All round adjusted
[02:39.33]do it justice no crown or ushers,
[02:41.40]There all clowning round until he found his muskets,
[02:44.04]And town erupted,
[02:45.72]The count is up this round he shook the bounty like a dusty hanky,
[02:49.23]Stanky like crusty panty ladies like “he must be handy ”
[02:52.38]He tucked the janky and Gangies in the dusty pantry
[02:55.35]And stuck to plan
[02:56.19](Hook)
[02:56.43]You over thought the Matter duke now your longing it
[03:11.13]The game is up for grabs bro we’re here for all it
[03:14.22]Kings recognise kings   **** the politics
[03:17.13]tearing down these grapevines King Konging it

作词 : Ceri Choron/Paul Tuffin
作曲 : Bill Leigh
(Mylo)
This hippy chicks doing  rails telling me she’s kinda spiritual
I’m sorry love I’m bored no offence But I’ve seen this show
Rolling stone,here to reignite ya soul
Get in the car dummy we got places to go
And I’m all about the legacy the plans getting bigger by the day
See me from the shoreline I’m on a different wave
I’m stoking the fire while your burning yourself out
Used to have clout now ya riddled with self doubt
I’m playing the long game see you in a bit bro
Once we were kings now looking like a shit  show
Jump up out the   rubble   brush off the shrapnel
I’m top to bottom already you barely touched the panel
Had to Change the channel you kids are just white noise
Edge of the cliff rap hanging with the lost boys
Breezed through   hells winter with a spring in my step
You Bath in the shallows while I shine  in the depths

(Hook)
You over thought the Matter duke now your longing it
The game is up for grabs bro we’re here for all it
Kings recognise kings   **** the politics
tearing down these grapevines King Konging it


(Res)
I paint pictures, my talk art,
All we do is win check the Scorecard,
Patience wearing thin,
The devil in the details the fragrance in the sin,
War path step in with a sabre and a grin,
Looking loco the locals are cooking coca the dope in the cushioned sofa,
Close to the coast an they posting it over
Know I Cold shoulder hoes the hose stowed in the holster,
Your closest will poke ya boat n Stain the lo your loafers
The dirt and the grimes heavy in this circle of mine,
The slimes certie, nine thirty serving the 9,
The guys nervy, white thirty serviette wipe,
Type to hype to early, cop a birdie and slide,
Why, you know the reason cold toes and it’s open season,
From low to peaking, come up wasn’t nothing you could see kid
I put my mind to it you whine and put a line through it defeated,
But still you act conceited on some weak shit
(Mylo)
Stone King Kong of the wildlings
Went down to hell came back with my findings
Jump from the train wreck it’s all about timing
You were all talking shit bout time that I chimed in
Diamond cut swagger in a ****ed pair of joggers
Insane after dark with the great western rockers
The industry’s a myth so your signing up to what??
I sprayed a 1000 bullets while  your  lining up the shot
(Res)
Counter puncher, you ’ll get the two piece, combo with the pouch of mustard,
All round adjusted
do it justice no crown or ushers,
There all clowning round until he found his muskets,
And town erupted,
The count is up this round he shook the bounty like a dusty hanky,
Stanky like crusty panty ladies like “he must be handy ”
He tucked the janky and Gangies in the dusty pantry
And stuck to plan
(Hook)
You over thought the Matter duke now your longing it
The game is up for grabs bro we’re here for all it
Kings recognise kings   **** the politics
tearing down these grapevines King Konging it