Illy We Don’t Care song lyrics

Picture me lose a wink of sleep//

over some forum user saying what they think of me//

literally away at least twice a week playing//

the crowd noise counter every fucking word they're saying//

long may it live, my long range is sick//

kick in the door with a footlong spliff//

if its true what they say, loose lips sink ships//

motherfuckers whole fleets must sleep with the fishes//

talk too motherfucking much (just like bitches)//

cant accept this aint just about pictures//

now i aint got the time to give ya's//

so ima keep doing me, bring the old ways with them//

i love fanning flames, fuck what the risk is//

their trying to maintain, trying to think big//

im trying to do big, when my shit hits//

have you only fast forwarding when the disc skips//

For all the love, the hate comes with em//

one prop gained's still one less given//

tired of the politics, tired of the dissing//

bring it in, now that you're listening//

we don't care, get it right motherfucker//

we don't care, step to the side motherfucker//

we don't care, and you aint keeping us up//

and all my people they aint giving a fuck, so go on, we don't care//

and its a crossed heart promise//

my flow will keep getting colder till there's shards of it//

if life's a bitch and all that, ima take my one chance to fuck the ass off her//

never call her back, hit my casket proper//

soon as i rock the stage, get your mind blown by it//

soon as im off the stage, get your iphone primed//

this my life, its how iv come so high//

blow a goddamn blizzard up in hell before this son don't shine//

and fuck game, ima fucking owner of mine//

aint no better broads at your shows than at mine//

and i still don't need this to get me over the line//

i fuck models man, and they don't even know that i rhyme//

i cross borders, right now im like a couple horizons away//

with girls who know all the words, but don't get what they//

and i could give a flying fuck about pay/

life's a beach mate, couldn't even tell you the day//

For all the love, the hate comes with em//

one prop gained's still one less given//

tired of the politics, tired of the dissing//

bring it in, now that you're listening//

we don't care, get it right motherfucker//

we don't care, step to the side motherfucker//

we don't care, and you aint keeping us up//

and all my people they aint giving a fuck, so go on, we don't care//

i heard word about town that we out//

like the house aussie hiphop built couldn't stand a little drought//

like somehow, the shit had changed round//

couch critics call the shots now? hold it, stop now//

you're fucking kidding right? y'all turn a blip into a crisis//

we good, all i needs a stage and a liquor licence//

im eating from a smaller pie, but its bigger slices//

big shoes to fill, one day ima fit the sizes//

ima 6 foot high motherfucker//

25 this summer, something like my prime//

something like my stride with my rhymes//

give a fuck what the next man talk about mine, get it right mate//

they aint a challenge, they cannon fodder//

take beats don't rattle your teeth, they knock enamel off em//

rock my obese 2 finger ring like a badge of honour//

illy al, burn city, what, we back up on it