[Verse 1]
Hor-Horror-
Horrorshow, and you should check your horoscope
'Fore you step and get your face left redder than a twenty dollar note
If you didn't already, you got to know
Think you fly till you fall out the sky like "Geronimo!"
Uh, look out below
Watch the class clown drop down to the ground, he's out for the count
But that won't be me, no, don't doubt it, I'm
Bound for the crown, no bones about it, bro
So to all the party people up in here
Trendies, bogans, countrymen, lend me your ears
Just let me make one thing clear:
"I came to claim shit this year"
What? Didn't you hear we back with a kick and a snare
Plus a bit of that old au contraire
So get a smile on your face and your hands in the air
Throw 'em up like you just don't care

[Chorus]
Put 'em up, put 'em up one time if you feelin' the vibe
Two times, let me see you try reach for the sky
Speak my piece, let the people decide
If you comin' for a piece of the pie
Then be advised that you ain't so tight
Little homie when you get up on the mic
All I see is the disguise you hidin' behind
Gettin' high on your own supply
If you wanna get the job done right
Oscar Mic be the go-to-guy
Bona fide flow goin' for a bargain price
The hype ain't gonna fly today
[Verse 2]
One time for your mental
We stripped it back to the fundamentals
For anybody who was doubtin' the credentials
Stale mind frames cryin' out "heresy!"
What's the matter, you afraid of a little melody?
Sick of these non-believers, man, I want Justin Bieber fans
Girls screamin' at the gate, waitin' to see us land
So fuck this rap shit, I quit I'm leavin'
I'ma start a boy band, "I'm fucking wit'chu"
Sometimes I wonder if I coulda cut it as a rock star
But I never really ever could play the guitar
I was way too skinny to be any good at footy
Found my peace in my hoodie with my beats on blast
But shit, I can recall the days people paid me out
For tunin' in to this hip-hop sound
Yo, remember when they use to call us barbecue rap?
Hahahaha, pardon me, I had to laugh at that
Now we pack stadiums with bars that crack
Craniums and top the Australian charts with rap
Build it up, tear it down, then we start it from scratch
You ain't even gotta ask where the party at, just

[Chorus]
Put 'em up, put 'em up one time if you feelin' the vibe
Two times, let me see you try reach for the sky
Speak my piece, let the people decide
If you comin' for a piece of the pie
Then be advised that you ain't so tight
Little homie when you get up on the mic
All I see is the disguise you hidin' behind
Gettin' high on your own supply
If you wanna get the job done right
Oscar Mic be the go-to-guy
Bona fide flow goin' for a bargain price
The hype ain't gonna fly today
[Post-Chorus]
Said, I don't know what you've been told
I don't know what you've been told
Follow suit or break the mould
Follow suit or break the mould
Said, I don't know what you've been told
I don't know what you've been told
But it ain't got nothing, no, it ain't got nothing
Said, it ain't got nothing if it ain't got soul
Uh

[Verse 3]
So here we go, lads, rally caps up
Bud in the tallyhos, black sally in the cup
You mighta heard the murmurs, word to Hermitude
My voice ring from the alleys to the valleys back up
With the "boom bap original rap"
We bring it to you live in the physical, digital
Download thievery reachin' critical mass
We give it our all, we'd love if you give us a little back
We can't be too mad at you for clickin' on that
'Cause for samplin' the pieces that we fit in the track
Some'd say what we make is a criminal act
We rockin' in a new era without the fitted cap
Bring it back, one for the show and two for the money
Hakuna matata, mate, no fuckin' worries
[Outro]
Yo, did you hear?
Horrorshow all up in your ear
Yo, did you hear?
Double S all up in your ear
Yo, did you hear?
Joyride all up in your ear
Yo, did you hear? Hahahaha
One Dayers and we outta here, yeah