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lirik lagu homiez – tricky mac, benny t & daddy k

g’day mate, how’s it goin?
can i just say you’re glowin’
ya know i’m just kicking back here with my besties
it’s nuts, but i love these two c*nts more than my testes
coz every time life gets heavy
they’re there to unwind with a dart and a bevy
and then we just kick back, mix tracks
spit raps, d*mn trick that sh*t slaps

and as the night wears on and we’re pretty p*ssed
we all gather round the billy, and we reminisce
about all the rare moments, all the dumb sh*t
all the precious memories that we’d k!ll to relive
coz time flies, and memories fade
but boys, this feeling will last to the end of out days
and if i’m proud of one thing, it’s the friends i’ve made
f*ck mate, i wouldn’t have it any other way
i love summer days (summer days!)
ahh summer days (summer days!)
i love sensi mi at the mvc, c*nt, that’s where i’m meant to be
and this one’s for all the girls and the boys at the show
the one’s screaming, “f*ck yeah”, in the front row
it’s one for all the ladies rippin’ gaties in their beds
for the one and only dec, and all the boys in the shed

it’s one for the sick c*nts, the club rats, the mad dogs, the cool cats
the couch cooked, the bong lords, the d*ck heads and nut sacks
the completely c*nted, and the fully sick
and, of course, the legends of the sesh who are still f*cking cooking it, but
most of all, this is for our mates
the only reason that we’re here in the first place
(3*1*0*4!) man, nothing means more
and lad, life’s pretty mint when you know who your live for – cheers

(so what the f*ck scarnon?) man, where do i begin?
smile on my face, sun on my sin
and i feel like there’s nothing that i’d rather do
than kick back with the crew (true!)
now it’s a half past 6
and maxy gawn’s just kicked a beauty through the big sticks
and i feel like there’s nothing that i’d rather do
than kick back with the crew (true!)

with a big fat p*n*s, who else could it be?
the biggest short c*nt you ever did see, it’s benny t
and gee*whiz, i don’t believe this
i’ve woken up around the same c*nts i fell asleep with
it’s sat*rday morning, feeling pretty sick
from drinking just jim beams and smoking nothing but the cheap sh*t
but ooh, f*cking h*ll, what else do i do this well?

oh mama, i know you’re hardly proud, but
it’s the kind of day that makes me want to crush a half a deck of darts
in half an hour, then jump in the shower, with some beer to consume
and blast old tricky mac until the neighbours hear it too
and order maccas, and smash 800 fries
my uncle, soullis, always said he’d see my name up in lights
well it’s just spotify, and it ain’t for soccer, but it’s something
look at me now, soullis, i did this for the cousins

and for my brother, who showed me how to be staunch
if you saw me as a kid, you’d think that i was born wit
hilfiger on my chest, or hickies on my neck
it’s sunny outside, so its ciggies on the deck
and if these darts don’t k!ll me, then its gonna be the sun
and when it does, well i’ve got that k!ller tan and black lung
i’ll be smiling when i’m finally dead and looking down, coz
tricky gave me something i can look back and be proud of
but for now, the nanganator’s hot potato and
i’m watchin’ tom davidson on dog danglin’
tear up another line, while i sit back and do the same
and k!ll my voice*box screamin’ out
“even if i have to wait til next year, i don’t care
all i hope is that my mates are there
in the summertime, baby, in the summertime
that is where i’ll be

stuck to the couch
it’s forty*seven f*ckin’ degrees out – or there abouts
so i feel like there’s nothing i’d rather do
than kick back with the crew (true!)
coz it’s a quarter past 3
and there’s already 20 empty jim beam cans at my feet
and i feel like i got nothin’ better to do
than kick back with the crew (true!)

ayo, this the only serious verse ill ever record
because i know this isn’t what you play me music for
but listen, the sesh isn’t a coping mechanism
should be saved for your mates and when you’re kicking with ‘em
when i was 17, i got my heartbroken
and that was round the time every day i’d start smoking
as soon as i woke up, coz that’s how i was coping
stuck in the same rut, trying nothing new just hoping

that things would change
but when you smoke bongs by yourself every day’s then every day is the same
insecurities you can’t get over,
when you’re never f*cking sober
and i’ll be honest, and it’s a bit absurd
but ‘tricky mac’ made me realise the power of words
if i can get a room full of c*nts screamin’, “keta, keta”
surely i can tell my best mates when i’m sad

but oi, enough of that chatter
coz tricky mac takes the p*ss like your f*ckin’ bladder
the dnm’s over, that’s all that i wrote
but sh*t, we ain’t going out on that note, nah
coz everybody know that i’ve still got my nose overloaded like back in the day, on my red p*plates
yeah i had 3 mates, crouching down in the backseat
so the cops can’t see us when they drive past

we had evading the dogs down to a fine art
then we were heading to a nice park
where it was time to chop and grind, oh yes
you bet, we were down for a sesh
that’s history, learn it
that big fat billy, c*nt, burn it
oh f*ck yeah, it’s been a ride
and that means that (i’m getting cooked tonight!)

with the f*ckin’ lads
yeah c*nt, f*ckin mad
coz i feel like there’s nothing that i’d rather do
than kick back with the crew (true!)
coz it’s a quarter past 4:20
and me and all the boys have f*ckin’ smoked plenty
and i’m looking at benny, i look at daddy k
and i know, i’ve got the best f*ckin mates

- tricky mac benny t daddy k

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