Asylmz – Number One lyrics

[Verse 1]

So this a great Aussie mixtape
Love it or hate mate
It's straight up in your face like rocking shades or wearing facepaint
I ain't fake, it took a lot of time to make it
Bit late but I don't follow fools
I'd rather wait, i break rules
So take it as you can
I don't think you understand
I could rap a track phat like junkies getting off the crack
I dack a flat black, cap a wackin flat cap
I interact with chaps with intellect resenting backlash
I got the mad hatter rap
You WACCA than the cabbage patch
You know the one, the one they hold the cricket matches at
You splitting flatter raps
Flatter than the tides
You see them summer naps
I seen better raps rapped on snapchat
The laddats rocking Dickie slacks and snapbacks
Bringing mad facts or mad max as fresh as tick tacks
Stay away, if i was you i'd go and get a normal day to day
And straight away take rapping of my resume
'cuz i hate to say
The kids from summer bay
Got way more talent hey
And we all see 'em through the game you hate to play
Translucent shit you say
Is just like looking through an xray
I represent the talent
And all the cats that are underpaid
I rattle chains
F*ck the fortune and the fame
I'm all about the rep and new domain
Like Ali in the rap game
I'm rated X
The next best thing to having sex
With the next
Don't stress man that shits intense

[Chorus]

By the way you fucking with Asylm now he's number one (x 2)

[Verse 2]

Send an MMS with pictures lower than her neck
Then I go and show the boys the text messages she sent
Next rhyme man I'm on the grime with new designs
I'm advertising fine lines like i'm prime time
When my shit connects
I get lyrical tourette ("turrets")
Wreaking havoc thru the speakers
Blowing reefa on the set
Even getting metal heads
Feeling dopamine effects
Like they're double dropping ex, words from the shrek
I got em rotten bottom, dwelling fellas yelling "yes!"
Lips swelling telling stories 'till i'm on my death bed
Wreck it cuz i'm striving for a better life
So with my pen and mic i write and rhyme until i take what's mine alright
If that's a problem ima hock in your face
Like i'm at the Cashies place
Rocking hocking stocking for the chase
Once you have a taste
Simple and plain
Shit i'm making better hits
And sticking needles in your main vain
I take it as it comes
You following and taking crumbs
By the way you fucking with Asylm now he's number one
I'm a tyrant
Vocals chords are violent
Smiling boomback mack free raps like a pilot
The opposite of diet
You can't deny you wanna try it
The kids buy it so you may as well keep quiet
A lyrical pirate
Giving you the drum
I got the melanoma tongue
Words burning like i'm baking in the sun

[Outro]

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Scum bags and hoodrats
This is Asylum MC
Representing J5th Records
From the east to the west
Blurry vision designs
Check it out