Lyrics Hillatoppa - Hilltop Hoods

My words ring true
So until the end of the marriage
Cuttin' my neck from my back is the only severance package
For this veteran that is blessed and possessed with the language
In a profession that takes less than a second for Pressure to vanish

I scream vocals clear in the hope your hearing your host
Less we choke in fear of the smoke and mirrors
This scene is on fire, feeding my bleeding desire
So when P's behind the wheel indeed you'll need to retire 'cause I'm a...

Hillatoppa, breath no less than Seventy Proof
Yeah we connect with youth, when my left is caressing your tooth
Invested in confessing the truth
The proof my sweat in the booth
Hang around this ending with your neck in a noose
So move back, call truce, retract (move back)
We're too fat to fall through the cracks
And I've never had quitting in mind, sick of my rhyme?
Slit your wrist and consider this the finishing line
The finishing line

You better swallow your pride like lion's eating their young
'Cause I'm a beast with a beat, two lungs and a drum
And now that Mr Superflow's back on his feet
I'm going stupid bro so you can go back to your seat I'm a...

Hillatoppa filled with Vodka and vinegar
Mocking you miniatures, more props than Bollywood Cinema
(Last call), me and P will be drunk all summer
Jim Carey, Jeff Daniels, call us drunk and dumber

People are starving and they're putting Lamborghini doors on a fuckin' Hummer
Give some to the funky drummer
And I'll ride this beat like a drunken' lover with no fuckin' rubber
And I fuckin' love her
Girl don't leave me
I need you and see that you don't need me
But if you leave me alone
You'll break my heart, I'll fall apart and lose my seat on the throne like an opera