Name Droppin’

[Verse 1: Bias B]
A lot of shit that I hear, I wanna cover my ears
Like Tornts, already told the scene you're all really weird
And mad suss, I take off my kicks like Brad Strut
Up in that Stealth Mag and use my new Air Max as earmuffs
You think it's your year? Fuck, you better think again my friends
Don't know who keeps it movin' dude, better get in bed again
And then let it settle it, I'm like Koolism pedallin'
In their film clip, headin' towards the ARIAs
To diss suckers who talk like Americans
I'm sorry, did I mention Aussie accents again?
Weapon X & Kеn, I keep it real next to them
And maybе next year we can give New Zealand hip-hop a spin
And they might even let me in if I flow like this
But I think any chance of that has gone to shit
And honestly kid, I'm not even bothered
And you're just sittin' there sad, lookin' like Muphin on his album cover

[Chorus: Bigfoot & Ciecmate]
We're here to let you know the state of the game's shockin'
Bias B's on the mic and he's name droppin'
Shut your face if you can't get the place rockin'
'Cause Bias B's on the mic (Bias B)
Forget the open mics, better stay off 'em
You'll get slayed on stage with your mates watchin'
You need to give up and quit, that's the safe option
'Cause Bias B's on the mic

[Verse 2: Bias B]
My shit be rollin' like Pegz on his motorbike
And you be chokin' like blame it on the open mic
Your style is overnight like Battle of Supremacy
Might start my own and call it Battle of Pathetic MCs
You're underground, hope you're so underneath
That you suffer from the pressure and get hit by debris
Then I'll be happier than Peril with a pair of ladies
Sayin' "yeah baby" or when I'm gettin' blazed with Len and Lazy
I remember eighty-seven, eight, nine
I told you so many times, back in the day
When Prowla rode on the lines but now the money is walkin'
What you doin' at the bank? Nuff Said, stop talkin'
Go to war with Art Of War for fun
Tell 'em I'll be there at four, knock on the door and run
And they'll be walkin' in some shit that my kidney shifted
When they walk out front, thinking the Funkoars had come

[Chorus: Bigfoot & Ciecmate]
We're here to let you know the state of the game's shockin'
Bias B's on the mic and he's name droppin'
Shut your face if you can't get the place rockin'
'Cause Bias B's on the mic (Bias B)
Forget the open mics, better stay off 'em
You'll get slayed on stage with your mates watchin'
You need to give up and quit, that's the safe option
'Cause Bias B's on the mic

[Verse 3: Bias B]
Forget about the accents, Matty B said enough
Mass ain't comin' to my barby 'cause he eats too much
And the fuss about sluts is they love to fuck
And make me bust a nut, so Layla better shut up
And Klepto, we must have built the scene with Lego
There's so much plastic rap, but no, it's not beef, we know you're vego
Or vegan, when it's time to get the crowd screamin'
I'll hijack the stage, torture the sound man then I'm leavin'
I'm not hangin' around to hear these nerdy crews rhyme
I'd rather be with Dedlee rackin' 32 lines
It seems the scene's only gettin' worse with time
I guess Clandestien realised they couldn't turn the tides
Must have been blind like Town Drunxxx rockin' live
Wanna talk about releases? Now, I've got five
The best kept secret couldn't be Downsyde
When Delta wrote "For the Kings", he had me on his mind

[Chorus: Bigfoot & Ciecmate]
We're here to let you know the state of the game's shockin'
Bias B's on the mic and he's name droppin'
Shut your face if you can't get the place rockin'
'Cause Bias B's on the mic (Bias B)
Forget the open mics, better stay off 'em
You'll get slayed on stage with your mates watchin'
You need to give up and quit, that's the safe option
'Cause Bias B's on the mic

[Verse 4: Bias B]
I see these kids at the show and they're right off their guts
They've got a problem with Balans 'cause they've been drinkin' too much
How'd they sneak in the club? Get away from me, get lost
Go get, call your mum, your balls haven't even dropped yet
Probably gettin' taught by Reason on the weekend
Teachin' about the trees, the birds and the bees in the breeze
And breedin', after this verse, I'm leavin'
And disappearin' like Case in the evening for a family meeting
Personally speakin', I'm lovin' all the politics
And speakin' a lot of shit, people be like "what a bitch"
Go on, have a fuckin' whinge, like he's goin' on again
Talkin' where he's from and when he hung out with Chop and Trem
All right, enough names dropped
And respect to the Nubreed like that crew that Jase got
I'm takin' big footsteps in this game, tryna make lots
And now I've got you in checkmate and your game's lost

[Chorus: Bigfoot & Ciecmate]
We're here to let you know the state of the game's shockin'
Bias B's on the mic and he's name droppin'
Shut your face if you can't get the place rockin'
'Cause Bias B's on the mic (Bias B)
Forget the open mics, better stay off 'em
You'll get slayed on stage with your mates watchin'
You need to give up and quit, that's the safe option
'Cause Bias B's on the mic