The Certificate

The certified have arrived, extraordinaire extravagant<br>Beers like confidence, man I`m drinkin` until I`m arrogant<br>Cause I`m a cocky fuck, Hit your girl and I knock her up<br>Girly what the fuck? In the net like a hockey puck. (score!)<br>Rappers get embarrassed when they see the way that we work<br>They try hard to (sherm) like fat guys swimming in T-shirts<br>Research your Oz hip-hop, before you step to us<br>And if you step, hands around your throat like a necklace<br><br>Missed the drum, young ladies gimme a call<br>My number`s written next to Fuckwit on the Chicks bathroom wall<br>I`m slightly easy and a try bit sleazy<br>With a wood of a red brick and chiselled body of Kim Beazley<br>My theory is, never touch the mic quite serious<br>A kid goes out on dates later than their next period<br>My crews got it made, rockin the place<br>With more dope rappers to match every branch here to colonnade<br><br>It`s Certified Wise, no need to tell you again<br>Because these cunts can be so funky that the smell would offend<br>A dyke`s girlfriend dog, now lets get straight to the point shall we<br>This rowdy crowd of MC`s and DJ`s know how to pound beats<br>Like kids with flat feet and crap beats walking down backstreets<br>So much work went into this to line the notes of fact sheets<br>Like black sheep I`ve got two words for those who slept<br>(nya, Nya nya nyoooo)<br><br>You thought it was safe, well guess what (what?)<br>Boys then beware; my friends will find your weak points (then what)<br>Get up in there.<br>Attack your mind, with a fine line when I find time<br>And I`ll find out that you`re walking if you`re talking the grape vine<br>I`ll waste time. Need to take on the job at hand.<br>The skills for this professional typical certified wise man<br>From Skybelleland, I`m becoming all your seeds and plants<br>So take cover as I rave under a Laundromat<br><br>Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives<br>Like the porn section of gary glitters hard drive