Urthboy
Cipher at the Opera House
[Intro: Urthboy]
Dr. Seuss was a hat man
Snapback cap with a crack clan
A mad man, he was a rap fan
Capped by the name of that chap, Sam
A million miles off the track, man
All the way to the planets and back to land
Like a paintbrush talented at tap dance
On a wolf in the skin of a trapped lamb
Damn, back down in Blacktown
We sat round and rapped round some rhymes
Till they wrapped round a tree
And in the background of the rap round's
Was a track sound and when that wound
Itself back round it was fourty-five to thirty-three
Drop the track, pow!

[Interlude: The Tongue, Urthboy]
Here we go (Aha-ha-ha)
E-traks in the Opera House, who woulda thought? (Hey)
Elefant Traks in the buildin’, yo
I still-I still don’t know if it’s real
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: The Tongue, Urthboy, L-FRESH The LION]
It's East Sydney’s Makaveli, puffin’ on the hybrid
You would'a seen this coming if you'd listen to the psychics
‘Cause I was simply destined to be touching all these mics, kid
History books will tell you nobody can do it like him
My life can get dramatic, I'm performing at the Opera House
Rapping in Cambodia, home crowd, Big Day Out
Guess I really did it, traded these plane tickets for lyrics (Hey)
Never photoshopped my image, just maintained the vision
Yeah, for a moment like this
The day the world recognised a young man's gift
Made this kid feel special like one last kiss
Now I'm at Terminal 4, black sun-glasses
‘Bout to rock this tour with my closest friends
If the album's number one then we all get a Benz (Uh)
If it's in the top forty find us drinking at the Townie (Hey, yeah)
Celebrate today as the night falls around me
[Verse 2: L-FRESH The LION, Urthboy, The Tongue, Solo]
The streets are darker than the chalkboard you’re writing on
There’s no excuses in this life, so I’m fighting on (Ye-yeah)
They say there’s a little bit of light inside us all
But the flame inside my heart, it's more like a fire-storm
I got the hunger in my belly, it’s very evident
Never believing what thieves on telly be telling men (Yeah)
My element is the question everything they are selling 'em
So I paint a picture, words are skin deep like melanin (Ye-yeah)
And I guess your raps are albino
I breathe life when I inhale and exhale (XL) like Chino
My thoughts precise, tryna find wisdom like Nemo
To write an essay you don’t need to be latino
Mankind needs another prophet like casinos
‘Cause human beings follow trends like Twitter and Bebo
Facebook'ing, your faith’s looking for a soul
A puzzle with a missing piece can never be whole

[Chorus 1: Ozi Batla & Urthboy, L-Fresh The Lion, The Tongue, Method Man]
The elephant meets the Dr., yo, you [?] be shocked
On Freaky Friday, the buck stops here
Yo, The Tongue [?] the stage
Ha, and then they say: the buck stops here
Yo, when the worms start flyin’, it’s L-Fresh The Lion
And you know we up in this, the buck stops here
[Interlude: Urthboy]
Ayy, ayy, the good Dr. met Solo
And they said

[Verse 3: Solo, Urthboy]
Uh, yeah, look, they call me Kid Solo
I move slow-mo and spit rapid fire
Shutting the suckers up like a pacifier
Sydneysider, Inner West resider
Town crier, insider, info provider
The live wire, gunning for higher at these white liers
Leading the kids astray like the Pied-Piper
Whole life on a web just like a spider
These drama queens should quit rapping and go to NIDA
Jameson and Dry up in the rider
Got me throwing up in the street like a graffiti writer (Say what?)
Like Lupe said, I'm a lover not a fighter
So nah, I ain't saying I did, or well I might'a
As we now approach the final decider
Safe to say the situation looking kinda dire
Throw up a fist or ignite your lighter
Come make noise for the rhyme reciter, and it goes like

[Verse: 4 Ozi Batla]
I got love for the music, love for the fanbase
Love for friendships that began with a handshake (That’s right)
Love for bandmates and cats I collab with
Yo, and all the talent I got up in the lab with
Or ad-lib with mad kids after a show (Right?)
Beatboxing in the carpark just to hear their flow (You know)
Sounds weird I know, but they're the best moments
And if there's respect then it's best that you show it (Tell ‘em)
There's never a better time 'cause, yo, I'm blessed
And you came to hear me get these rhymes off my chest (Yep)
Now yes, yes, let's extend this to real life
Try to express in words what this love feels like
It's like a Jerrycan and a raised up lighter
Maybe fate gives a break to a fighter, huh
I might be sentimental, but yo, that's fundamental
If you don't feel nothing, it's a waste of instrumental
[Verse 5: Urthboy]
You can feel the tension in the air, the beads of sweat are drippin’
From his forehead, ’cause he don’t wanna be there, he got it
After all he got himself into that situation
Now they baying for his blood, all he gotta say is that Dr. Seuss y'all
Still they keep persisting and interrogating
Asking him the question that he keep deflecting, won’t follow
Wonder when he would reply he’s innocent of accusations
To the best of his knowledge, he's unaware, Dr. Seuss y'all
He know that if he concedes it’ll be like
Smoking [?] leaves [?] broken [?]
Filled with a fire and hoping for rain till they participate
The same position to gain, he doesn’t recall
Yo, it's like Dr. Seuss y'all
It's like we on the sails, [?] and sunset
I'm not really sure, I forget, so he raised a sweat
An elefant man, he never forgets

[Chorus 2: Solo, Ozi Batla, The Tongue, L-Fresh The Lion]
Mr Ozi Batla step up, spit the rapture
You know what, I said the buck stops here
Urthboy and Suess here to rhyme, kick it loose
Understand, right now, the buck stops here
The haters better get back because it’s Elefant Traks
Live from the Opera House, the buck stops here
Opera House in effect, hip-hop, the element
Huh, and then we say, yo, the buck stops here

[Outro: The Tongue, Urthboy]
Ha, yeah the buck stops here, c’mon
Elefant Traks up in this
November 11, yo
We’re talkin’ Hermitude, we’re talkin’ Sietta (Yeah, yeah)
We’re talkin’ Jimblah, Unkle Ho, man (C’mon)
Sky’high, The Herd, November 11
From the city to the harbour, yo, we kick it harder
Yeah, check it out now, blam (That’s right, uh)