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Where You Been
Nerve;Chillinit
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It's that N to the E to the RVE
Chill, chill, brother I'm chill
They be like, "Nerve where the fuck you been"
They know where the flows been at
So dope with the rap
That you feel like you smoked a bag every time I approach the track
It's the nerve and the chill and we murder bills
Like Kim Jong we be ill with the verbal skills
It kicks off like a drill so observe the real
We're pissed off, like for real we deserve the mills
Like I know you don't know what I know
'Cause I'm so dope like a dose of hydro
These guys don't know what flows are tight so
I go for broke 'til I broke the mic yo
I go for broke 'til I broke the bank
You wanna be captain but your flows are rank
I bust bars, bust bars like a loaded tank
And know it's click clack boom I explode your game
Blake be hard when I spray the bar
Jump on the mic get strung like a bass guitar
Chase the art 'til I make my mark
While the crews chopsticks like an asian bar
New bars pop tops like Toohey's
Jump on a beat get chopped, suey
Rock and I roll 'til the systems are down
I'm it like the clown run it up like Fui
Moi Moi smoke to my lungs
Never had a brother that has broken my trust
I'd head back to Nerve's with ten packs of bourbon
And rack up with girls that were smokin' the buds
Nah, passion like fruit
Weed in the back of my boot
Still back at my dudes
Can't stop with the ragabond dues
'Til we hit primetime on the channel 9 news
All these other actors are whack, they been turkey's
They dry and they overpriced like beef jerky
I'm high, no I'm not, I lied, I keep dirty
I'm grimy, I flow like Christ, the priest heard me
Blazin' tracks in my vapormax
Face the facts
I'm the greatest you ain't a match
Take it back like the sega I'm breakin backs
I make raps so amazing you'd pay to jack
My team make tracks on the regular
Big macs so we stackin' the chedder up
Chill kickin' back while he fries up a quarter pound
We trying to get the cash hold the lettuce (uh)
Think you're hard but you're average, I'm raw
I got bars full of madness, psychward
Yeah your ice whore said I saw her jiggle
I saw, she keeps it in a pipe raw
I'm never stopping, I'm dropping it like a pigeon
I'm killing it and it keeping 'em talking like a ventriloquist
Predicaments predicted I switch it to penicillin
Pen is iller with the riddle like ridilin' when I'm spittin' it
C to the H to the ILL
Chillin' with the chill and they whipping it like they licorice
The rhythm gettin ridden with writtens, I'm 'bout to finish and
Smoke weed brah, how's that for a flow scheme uh?
Jump on a plane then puff me a J, getting raw with the levels
I'm a chill MC but I kill MC's like scorpion venom
MC's get squeezed like lemon
Still been stuck in a Rudd like Kevin
If nerve spits raps like an MP5 lad
Then chill's brought the green like lettuce
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
Promoters ask for me and they get the crew
20 man on stage like a Skepta shoot
Bet the fans gonna boo when they mention you
I go ham in the booth 'til I dent the roof
I go ham in the booth 'til I break the mic
I hate lives, just yours, I ain't hating mine
I stay tryin' to refrain from the blatant lies
But when I sent you a dope I was wasting time
I'm all about my crew and me
Bombing up Youtube or computer screens
I send shots and they cut like a movie scene
But homie you could never edit me, I'm too pristine
Chill man, I think they need a break
These punchlines too deep I can see the veins
We'll be live on a Saturday night, we getting hype from the mic
Why they actin', Tina Fey
Wait
Girl got the doobs I puff it
20K views, that's nothin' (nothin') fuck it
Buds in a vacuum seal and it comes in a six pack deal that's nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID lad
Shut it up lad a Black Eyed Peaz rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down to the black, I beat that
Stay fly like turbulence go berserk when I murder the verse I spit
And if cops come around on the block for the pot I just say what I rock for medicinal purposes
Puff on the stacks of bud
Lights and the camera, where be the action 'cause
Me and wombat stay kicking back with the packs of the kush in the boot of the Mazda truck
No one came to your headline, how sad
Everyone steady asking where the crowd at
I drop beats that make your legs go numb
And the track's so loud that I push 'em in a pound bag
Chill and talk backstage with the chick fans
Skrub's surfing the crowd like it's his jam
Mackinos wilin' on the decks goin skitz man
Wombats gacked at the back off a quick gram
We make the fans ask for more
You a sham trying to jam like your bars are raw
We're the mans with a plan, outclass you all
Got more shows then Stan look how far we've gone (how far)
And look how far we gon' go
We just at the start and we hardly slow
We living this out like Salvadore Dali go all Picasso we can't be broke
So I was chilling with my brothers with the herbs and a bong packed
Plus shows with the Nerve and the Wombat
Skrub down on the deck with a mac at the fact Talakai's been stoned where the bongs at?
Pass the bars and I pass the flame
Pass the J, try savour the aftertaste
And my bars are the bomb like Duke I might Nuk' em
With new shit, blow 'em like Saddam Hussein
Three tracks, one month (get bodied)
Never gonna stop, gonna drop (get bodied)
Shouts to the brothers from the Northside gang
Runnin' around in hottie yelling out (get bodied)
All about them flows
'Bout that money, I'm about them hoes
Probably why them girls
Got them curves and the lips like a motherfuckin' outback road
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
If you ain't heard of the Nerve or the Chill by now, then homie
Where the fuck you been?
Where the fuck you been?
Tell me right now where the fuck you been?
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