Letras
Dudes on the net like vicious animals
Suck more bones than fifty cannibals
Wash your mouth out with flammable fuel
I kick jewels like solar powered mechanical bulls
This is it, you fools must have amnesia
My delivery's sicker than scripts on fat pizza
Who's the man? Reaching the unobedient
Undefeated flow as free as a drunk comedian
My style's like pleading for the judge's lenience
Wearing a shirt that says I love graffiti
Nothing to hide, I got a filthy mind
Bitches call me jackhammer milky eyed
Ladies call me the gentleman, girls call me the veteran
Underground kings on the mic call me preeminent
Keep repping generic and cheap rhetoric
You'll never be a skilled and stunning unique specimen
You ain't fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Call me Pegz, I get higher than Sam Newman
And love vagina like Rasputin
Sorry I didn't mean that, the devil made me do it
Got a slight case of Tourette's like Leighton Meeker
'Cause I came from the sewer now I'm making manoeuvres
We got T-bone steaks and a case of Kahlua
Don't be mistaken by my great sense of humour
I'll break into your house and take the computer
I'll blackmail your crew to sail to Bermuda
I'm a grown killer whale, you're a stale tin of tuna
North to west, nobody's fucking with Pegz
I got respect for the scene and love for the heads
'Cause I pressed my first record using the rent
And opened doors for nearly every crew that I met
So any dudes on the net wanna battle Pegz
You might as well run into a wall and bang your head
You ain't fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
I'm the Ronin in the bloody kimono holding the ground
Slaying major labels and closing them down
I don't hate you 'cause you're ungrateful and over-empowered
I hate you 'cause you probably fucking voted for Howard
The moment is now, kidnap the prime minister
Strap him to a lie detector on live cinema
Ask him if he likes dressing in his wife's clothes
Or try smoking fuckin' bongs with the blinds closed
I think you'll find they can't question our morals
Rest on your laurels, get left for tomorrow
We live for today, 2005
Black waves in the streets, grey clouds in the sky
You ain't fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz
Fucking with Pegz