[Verse One-Suffa]
Who´s fucking with me, Suffa MC,
Tongue like sandpaper, who´s rougher than we?
We been gone for a while it´s been a long cold winter,
We back to get this crowd off their feet like back injuries,
Raps flaks and similes, acts to hack into me
They try bring me down like a Mac had backed into me
Back your car into me, fact you can´t injure me
We back to crack the back of this whacked rap industry
These MC´s don´t wanna, (they don´t wanna) mess with me
Fuck that bitch run his mouth its just a
Storm in a teacup
You whacked as Aussie troops goin to Afghanistan

I´m takin´ MC´s to war fuck the friendships and politics
End this because my lyrical depth is bottomless
We thought you´d forgotten us

You wanna fight
You couldn´t win a battle hypothetically

[Verse Two-Pressure]
I´ve had enough of their dissing,
And fucking ambition,
There´s nothing but wishing,
To become all fat when they´re undernutritioned
Hey they´re no loving your listen,
You getting bumped in my system,
Your chance is hardly as much as an Iraqi becoming a Christian
You´ll never shine, you can´t polish a turd,
Your shit is dope but shove it down your throat to swallow your words
I´m sick of copping slander for what I stand for,
You´re not the man you´re just masturbating in your propaganda
And got a lot to answer, your shit don´t stink,
Think you´re ship wont sink, mandate it don´t think;
That you´re large and we´re small time, to rob easy small minds,
Carrying the heavy weight of their ego on small spines
This is rugged raw the head´s want nothing more,
But others talk politics and swallow dicks like a fucking whore
So what´re they bugging for?
Its just hip-hop, love and war
Pressure MC, Hilltop Hoods,
The lyric Juggernaught