i make tracks for the certified

for the b-boys

for the disempowered

for the unemployed

for the worried mothers counting groceries

for my friends, my family, people who are close to me

and if your close to me i'm loyal to the end

cuz im too bad with names to make new friends and

im too opinionated to keep my mouth shut

im a turn the world upside down and put the south up

on top of this we rockin this cuz i aint got nothin else and it helps when i see the city sufferin

i'm rupturing lyrics, haemorraghing tracks, bleedin out my personality all over the wax

so dj's get ya fingers deep in my haemoglobin

call me safe breaker from the way i always get ya open

suffa m sink it down wit ya sufferin self

i make tracks cuz i aint got nothin else



it's like this, it's like that

riding under one banner

it's like this, its like that

riding under one banner



hip hop and cigarettes fill my day

put my worries in a cup and watch them spill away

i feel today is just yesterday waiting to happen

thats why i have no patience with my rappin

gotta get these tracks writ, rehearse em til their tight

make beats all day, record the verses through the night

i make tracks for kids in bedrooms and hotels, apartments

cars with their partners and motels

in campervans, caravans, combi-vans, cruise ships

make tracks for my brothers who taught me to love music

make tracks for kids in the sub-terrainean

i even make tracks for yanks who love australians

make tracks for girls in the mediterranean

who sit by the window singin here comes the rain

I make tracks for the love, for myself

i make tracks cuz i aint got nothin else