[Hook: NERVE]
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we-

[Verse 1: NERVE]
T-TAZ through MEL to BNE
You make the beats son we make them free
We tryna eat but ain't food cheap, we form as one like AUZ
Oi run it back run it back
I'ma tell a chap boy none of that none of that
You don't bust on track for no money not a stack
I get gully on oney, so love for your gang
But i guess you be one of them big shots now
Come through grab a mic come and get shut down
I'm about to hit 50 tracks in one year, all wire tell me who's shits on now
Who's the Aus, this, sounds like that, fuck that man im here to put aus on the map
Spit 2 bars then your looking for a reload, thats na na never bodied on one track
Never catch me spit wack on a tune, cos i got got tracks that stack on the move
You some half up like you actually news, only spat 4 bars in the back of the room
Wanna clash with your crew but you ain't got the heart
Wanna bang from the coupe but you ain't got a car
When I track in the booth man i'm making the arts, just sit back and feud as I break it apart
Cos you, you, ain't the dude wanna be paid for view but you pay for views but your missing the mark like your paper juice so you better get the clasp before making moves
Man I think like an old head, you the type of guy to go and say gold check just to get a Rolex
And you still don't know what the time is make a young MC vanish like ice kid
[Hook: NERVE]
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit

[Verse 2: WOMBAT]
What's that? It's a wombat
Let them have a second of froth because I'm off tap
Every single reckon I'm on track and upon that
Recollect and reckon I'll come back into combat
And I'm not gonna stop
Until [?] And we're not gonna drop, what!
Wombats smashed better know
Y-Yacked in the back of the show go pack me a cone
Let me get back in my back in my zone, let me get back in my zone like yo
Wombats smashed better know
Y-Yacked in the back of the show go pack me a cone
Let me get back in my back in my zone, let me get back in my zone
Cos i get to drunk to function, plus the pub shuts so we rush the function
Run to punch up but it comes to nothing
Shut the fuck up your not tough your bluffing
Wanna yack but they crumble with the facts
Most cunts only wanna rumble with a pack, cut the crap
If you gonna mumble when you rap then your wack
Get wacked I'm not fucking humble by the tack
Cos I crash through the roof of the booth with a crew make tune have a brew then i dust off
Head with a few loose screws I'm a nutjob
You could need a blues clue your a dumb dog, fuck off
End of discussion, you don't think that I'm woe but I'm prepped for combustion
Set for eruption, check when I rush them just like an ex when i crush them
[Hook: NERVE]
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit
Oi, run that shit, yo give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we ain't gonna stop till we run that shit