Hilltop Hoods - The Nosebleed Section Great Song. enjoy For my people in the front, in the nose bleed section.. This is for the headsets loving the mix, My people in the front row, covered in spit, Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch,(what) Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch, And we the funk leaders, punks you cant beat us, We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us, So jump with us, down in the front, if its (if it's your flavour), Your flavour, come get drunk with us,(wooooo!) This life turned out nothing like I had planned, (why not?) By now I shouldve had some land, Some money in my hand, round about fifty grand, But I got nothing (nothin), I write rhymes on the bus, I keep suffering (sufferin); fuck the lines of the dust, You keep sniffing, that shit is for the Punk Hoes (wooaah!, This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row. Chorus You know I looked around, for faces I'd know, I fell in love with the people in the front row, (ho how) x2 I got hip-hop taste buds, I wanna hear that bass when I make love, I wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up, Want rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch! I like my whisky, straight, no chaser, Went through fifty breaks, no flavour, Till I found this one, and made the, Bass hook with the drum, my saviour, This is the comeback, tongue thats sharp like a thumbtack, Its so tight James is saying, give my funk back, One track, eight track, a-dat, residual Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital, Toys, Im ...
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