Down in the jungle Melbourne town
Powerful humble dead you hounds
I'll be here holding on
Cunts know my face i'm hardly anon
You don't pain fairy wand
Little princess bitch i'm a don
Lived in spots where the sun never shone
The only thing bright was the coins that shone
Dark days gave me strength
Looking back it all made sense
Some got lost, some made it out
Come for me you better pay them amounts
I'll be awaiting
Something in a bag not obvious to laymen for that occasion
Eyes Eurasian half closed
Chemical agent dark clothes...
DIEM: THINKING IS THERE A LIGHT OUT ON THIS DARK ROAD
OUT TO MY BLOODLINE SHOW AND RMOE
CARRYING WEIGHT ON THERE HEARTS LIKE CARGO
BEEN THROUGH HARD TIMES AND HARD LUCK
SCRAPING BY DOWN ON YOUR LAST BUCK
SHOULDERS BACK GOTTA KEEP YOUR GUARD UP
THAT OLD BEEF THAT'LL SPEED YOUR HEART UP
SO YOU HAVE TO KEEP YOUR HEAD UP
STILL HUNGRY SO WHY YOU FEEL FED UP
FEELING LIKE THEY'RE TRYING TO BRING YOU DOWN, ITS A SET UP
SMOKED OUT HEAD IS IN THE CLOUDS EYES RED UP
DOES IT EVER CROSS YOUR MIND WHERE YOU MIGHT END UP?
OR WHEN YOU MIGHT SNAP CAUSE THE STRESS OF LIFE'S PENT UP?
SPENT UP MONEY ON RENT THATS DEAD BUCKS
DARK DAYS THOUGH YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE YOU'LL END UP...
Dark days, dark days, 'til me and earth part ways, part ways
Dark days, dark days, maintaining half crazed, half crazed
Dark days, dark days, 'til me and earth part ways, part ways
Dark days, dark days, maintaining half crazed, half crazed...
DIEM: SURVIVAL OF THE FIT IT ALL MEANS MORE TO ME NOW
SOME WILL DOUBT AND THEY LOVE TO HATE FROM A YOUNG AGE
KNEW LIFE WASNT FUN AND GAMES
LEARNED TO TRUST MINE - NO OTHER FACE
PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD LIVING WITH CUNNING TRAITS
CHANGED ME FROM THE INNOCENT BABY MY MOTHER RAISED
YOU COULD SEE THE SAME EXPRESSION IN MY BROTHERS FACES
ISNT IT CRAZY RAISED IN THE SAME PLACES DOESNT AMAZE ME TIMES WHEN THINGS WERENT ALL BUTTER OR GRAVY
SO YA PUT UP A FIGHT OR YA RUNNING FOR SAFETY
RUNNING AWAY OR RAISING A FIST
BOTH WAYS YOU COULD WIND UP WITH A STITCH
WHEN TRUE COLOURS ARE SHADY TWO FACES SWITCH UP IN A GLIMPSE...
In the abyss watch the vertigo
Tortured souls like Guantanamo
Ordered cold that's the city bro
Whore to hold one fiddy dough
That's the toll what a pity though
Smelling mould shitty ceiling low
Fellas trolls let the dealer know
They got moles in the Fila and Polo, that'll spin tales
Not like an animal showing affection
More like scum that'll run to the sheriff in a Western
Rats better learn their lesson
And i say this clear
They want to hear when i end all rappers careers
Pass me the beers
That's how it is, we live...
Dark days, dark days, 'til me and earth part ways, part ways
Dark days, dark days, maintaining half crazed, half crazed
Dark days, dark days, 'til me and earth part ways, part ways
Dark days, dark days, maintaining half crazed, half crazed...