Deaf Can Hear

Oh my god boy

Bukue One here with the Hilltop Hoods man

Come and hear, aiyyo

The year 2000, we got something new

We on some next, way out of here

We got stuff so dope you know

Guess what, even the deaf can hear

Yeah

It's the Hilltop Hoods and, Bukue in the place

From the place where the kids rhyme with flies on their face

(Australia) And the Oakland crew

(Star fighter number one to ya'll, Bukue)

Hear us, they feel it in their spirit and they cheer us

Fabulous flows from the three life feelers

? Flak check to match up?, the fact test, I snap necks

Like whiplash, I get down, I get smashed, so sit down

Don't get rash, just check out, the kick out... Now

Hear this, I'm a tell you what I like

I like crowds when they scream, hate when they booing

Hip-hop that's clean, not rap that's deluded

I like to dispute the - undisputed

Like to, kick a style, teaching Howard how to do it

Now hear this, don't read my lips

The only sign I want to see in the air, is a fist

Sign language not needed when we appear

With these flows so deep even the "Deaf can hear"

Heartfelt delivery is loud and clear

Simple telepathy so the "Deaf can hear"

If your not feeling this then disappear

We don't need you cause "The deaf can hear"

Our sounds penetrate like the ancient spears

Penetrating the soul so the "Deaf can hear"

Top of the hills with contents under pressure

Star fighter Bukue makes you sufferer

Now hear this...

Irresistible lyricism with compatible turntable techniques

Speaking with vocal presence of a messiah

Who inspires all, sets tracks on fire

You be tortured, radiating heat no doubt

Burning toys - from the, inside out

Crowds burst into flame, each bomb makes it hotter

Before the show I hid all extinguishers

Hahaha, no way of prevention

It was either burn to death or smoke inhalation

Alleviates you a painful existence

Allow your spirit to ascend (Rest in peace)

All this seen at the show very clear

Rhymes penetrate so even the deaf can hear

It's the Hoods, you can't hear this? Then get my picture

Cause all I need's a beat bass and lip twitcher

To fix ya, it's audible without the use of sign wave

I'm [? ], might play, now MCs do it my way

Now I'll wait, cause time's ticking, my rhymes kicking

I feel my mind tripping on words and phrases, the lines thicken

My memory, from the next MC's telepathy

But I leave 'em deaf and dumb and put in double jeopardy

Regrettably, some are hard in their interior

Even the deafest MC's be yelling "Crack it man, I'm hearing ya"

Now whether the fans are cheering ya or whether they're rivals

Whether their freestyle recitals just be needing some titles

They all listen in, to rhyme slander

It's the highlanders?, demander

Beats might slam ya, and your peer's weak

Radiate toxic thoughts over deaf, hear me clearly