EFFORTLESS (64 BARS)

[Intro]
Yeah, Wom-bat
Yeah, it's Wombat Wednesdays, new music video every week
Let's fuckin' get it
I've been-wait
What, because I did the fuckin' Blue Lights Remix
And the fuckin' Joji remix
You motherfuckers think that I ran out of bars, cunt?
Fuck off dickhead

[Verse]
Yeah
Yeah, well it's been a sec and I'm feeling wrecked
Been a bit of a mess, this liquor is drenching liver
Yeah, so much indigestion from pingers, checking my frickin' chest
Still a living legend, I grip the pen like a cigarette
Thе King of mutli's, motherfuckers can't win the lеague
But if you need some tips I could get you rich off a single, bet
Check it, when they feel the pressure I'm feeling fresh
Feel like I'm the best that I've ever been, yet I still progress
I'll get missus pregnant in a sec because she's looking sexy in her dress
You can bet I've been a pest
Why's the whole scene sleeping on me like I was next to a pillow
Pet
But you can see the threat as they're dripping sweat
But you fuckin' dickheads, yeah
So many maggots are rapping now
Earl Sweatshirt, these bitches don't let the Kraken out
Yeah, it's a fact that I'm never backing down
And then I'm blacking out in a scrap like I'm Manny Pacquiao
Yeah, feeling worthless
Catch a flight to Adelaide then have a meeting with Jesus in city and churches till I've figured my purpose
Now I'm feeling resurgent, I ain't ever been this determined, listen and worship
I'm a King, I'm a wordsmith
Mixed linguistics, I'll spit it in German
[?] after sipping on Burben
Cuz I've been on this Earth and [?], this isn't for certain
They put in minimal work and wonder why they ain't killing it
I kill every verse, I go friggin' berserk
And, you're missing everything, spin it back and reverse it
Listen lad 'cause it's perfect, got these rappers all nervous
The Aussie rapture, I bomb the wack and then cap the scene
You want a crack but I rock the track, I attract a fiend
'Cause it's a fact if we're gonna clash, imma smash your team
Only time I'd actually drop a match is in gasoline
And I couldn't give a fuck what they make of me
As plain to see, I won't face defeat 'cause I play for keeps
I'm so lazy, I race to sleep but don't chase my dreams of aiding sheep
I ain't speaking in layman, that's make-believe
Don't fuck with this, I wrote Sunken Ship on a mushy' trip
Then I got stuck in it but I must admit it's been bloody sick
Yeah, I was mixing ganja with [?]
Such a disgusting prick tryna find a cunt that's as stuffed as him
Like Jesus, fucked in mem' but just tear it to pieces
But rep for my brethren like Americans pledging allegiance
Step to the scene in Adidas, I got hella good sneakers
Telekinesis, you bop your head 'cause it's sent from the speakers
Rappers wish they were sick, they spit it in bad taste
Thinking they ripped a track up, I'll bring a cat to your rat race
You gonna trip like you got me figured
In that case, spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate
Aye
Spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate
Fuckin ad'lays
Spin it back when I spit it, I bet you missed what I spat, mate
Yep, I'm digging a mass grave, I dug into the underground
Can't get through the rubble, watch it crumble
As they wonder how I'm young and I'm renouned but these others front like I dumbed it down
Just don't jump to assumptions motherfuckers, get punched in the mouth
Coming up but I'm under none, you get spun around
Wanna act like it's nothing and make my mother proud
Pump the crowd up or shut it down as I jump around
They're judging that I'm nothing, cunt who the fuck are you bumping now?

[Chorus]
Yeah, effortless
Yeah, I said it's effortless
I wrote this shit in twenty seconds, it was effortless
For lyricism, I'm setting the precedent
Homie, this is effortless
Effortless
Yeah, this shit is effortless
I wrote this shit within ten seconds, it was effortless
For lyricism, I'm setting the precedent
Homie, this is

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah