Get Loose (Phazed Out) Lyrics

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Selected song name: Get Loose (Phazed Out)
Singer Name: Esoterik
Lyrics written by: Esoterik

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Bliss n Eso, Hyjak, bring it precise
We singing it nice, fresher than a minger on ice
If you all up in this b*t*h then start breaking something
Ain't this bumping? Every f**king patron jumping
And this came from nothin', f**k radio airwaves
Sh*t to save I've got my hair shaved "Bro, that's fair play"
To all my troops, get your boots stamping
You get me booze slammin', I'm a loose cannon
I found my companion, Izm was so blind
Pa**ed out on the sh*tter five minutes to showtime
You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
C*ck-eyed, with a head that looks like a dropped pie
Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
All you lads scream out like you callin' beaver
"Come here", waking up all you sleepers
Sh*t's so f**king loud like we're bombing speakers, it goes:


Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h
Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h

Are they ready for this? I don't think they are
We ain't weight lifters, but still came to raise the bar
Face it, you basic, we state of the art
Dedicate, you're dangerous like demons playing the harp
You play your part, I make my mark and go the distance
Got studio equipment for Christmas, now you think you can spit this?
We made our own path rolling
With rims spinnin' we just stolen off Mark's Holden
What you telling me? They jealous we controllin' our destiny
I'm the piece of the puzzle that's been dipped in LSD
Fella you see in the RTA lighting weed
Why the f**k you need photo ID to get photo ID?
Bad guy you need to point your finger at
Slap you in the face with a d**k attached to a f**king cricket bat
Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly
You the finest, we the illest, west side of the sea


Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h
Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h

To all my troops getting loose, get your boots stamping
Where you at? Oh yeah
To all my troops getting loose, get your boots stamping
Where you at? Oh yeah


Oh sh*t, another track I can bless
With psychedelic side effects, got Hyjak in a dress
And I'm chilling like a villain bro, rolling skunk
While Bliss is buck naked bloody bowling drunk
Man you know what's up, that authentic sh*t
Less bling bling bro and more penmanship
Man I'll send this sh*t to the moon and back
Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
To live off this mic and be sponsored by beer
Since that won't happen I'ma show you a trick
How to p*ss and walk while you're smoking a spliff
And it's making 'em sick, lower cla** blowing smoke in the face
Of the rich. What I spit hits kids like taking a trip
And I'm 'a tear these walls down, so buff, touch pricks can stare these balls down


Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h
Grab your partner do-si-do
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
"Heehaw", my crew's sussin' the sitch
"Oh yeah", let's get loose up in this b*t*h

Let's get loose up in this b*t*h, "Oh yeah"
Let's get loose up in this b*t*h, "Oh yeah"
Let's get loose up in this b*t*h