Wednesday

Yeah, it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack

Make another beat and make another track and

Heat up the knives, kick back, spit out the rhymes and that's that

Yeah, it's just another cold day runnin' like a rat

Warm up the dome and write another rap then

Burn up the pipe, kick back, turn up the mic and that's that

I heard a bell from the cell, grab my phone, check the messages

It said, hey, bro, it's Daz I just less a mess

I gotta go pick up some shit from the incident

But I'll be over soon once I've snuck off to get some piss

I said, sweet, bro, jumped out the duvet

Threw the same hoodie on that I was wearin' Tuesday

Then I text Louie like, hey, Silk, you busy, bro?

Yeah, I'll be free at 10 once I'm finished at the physio

Sweet, think that you could pick up Lance from the poppin' shop?

Yeah, I know the one across the road from the parking lot

Walked in and saw Lance jammin' on the scissors

And heard the clippers humming like zz-zz-zz-zz-zz

Sup, bro, to Haz then Haz said, hey, what up, bro?

Then Lance said, I'm done, bro, let's jet, bro, that's us

I just got paid and I'm down for a doz' plus I got that goodie bag of the buds

Yeah, it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack

Make another beat and make another track and

Heat up the knives, kick back, spit out the rhymes and that's that

Yeah, it's just another cold day runnin' like a rat

Warm up the dome and write another rap then

Burn up the pipe, kick back, turn up the mic and that's that

L text Haz like, bro, where you at, broth'?

Hey, the bus is running late, bro, that's buzz

Sweet as bud I'll see you in the shack, cuz

Yeah, I'll be there about 12 then that's us

And then 12 came round and before long

We were yellin' out loud like morons

Man, I'm horsed as bro, put the swords on

No, man, the gas in the bottle, bro, it's all gone

Sweet then roll us up a bit of cardboard, Tom

Hey yo, Haz, put that beat with the horns on

Then we got blazed 'cause Lance had the pure chrome

So give him a text if you need somewhere to score from

Anyway then we jumped back to the cypher

We all chipped in with the fiver

And then we got a little bit higher

Hey yo, Haz, can you pass the lighter?

Yeah, it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack

Make another beat and make another track and

Heat up the knives, kick back, spit out the rhymes and that's that

Yeah, it's just another cold day runnin' like a rat

Warm up the dome and write another rap then

Burn up the pipe, kick back, turn up the mic and that's that

Hey, Haz? Yeah, what? Bro, I'm blazed as

Same, bro, fuck I'm mashed off my ass

Oh, there's someone knocking at the window

No, that's just the wind, bro

Oh yeah, shit let him in, bro

No, no, stop, bro, what if it's the cops though?

Better hide the bucky and the knives in the spots, bro

Hey, who's that? It's just Louie, man, you're lost, bro

What, bro? You never told me Louie was a cop, bro?

Let's get another box, bro, how much you got, bro?

Ah, I've got nothing but I'll try my EFTPOS though

Hey, bros, I've gotta get back to my house

I got work tomorrow so, bro, I better bounce

Shit I missed the last bus back to the south

Hey, Lance, is it sweet if I crash on your couch?

Hard Louie, see we're gonna gap if we're out

Yeah, sweet I'll just rap by myself

Yeah, it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack

Make another beat and make another track and

Heat up the knives, kick back, spit out the rhymes and that's that

Yeah, it's just another cold day runnin' like a rat

Warm up the dome and write another rap then

Burn up the pipe, kick back, turn up the mic and that's that