Fresh - forever rhyming eternally saving hip hop I spell it out for you fresh like when my shit drop S-C-R-I-B-E, the S-C chilling at the beach playing on my PSP A lot of rappers stunting tryna claim they're the next me They just fronting yo they know where the best be And New Brighton that's where I got my first house boy Then I rode threw the east like the Decons (Deceptikonz) in South Aux I'm self taught, and never selling myself short Yeah every rhyme every sentence is well thought And I never say die when and ever we vow for it Yeah I beat them all off the docks to south pole Whole life I been living in house corps With the trap set right outside the mouse doors And no money but never considered my self poor Wasn't best dressed but was always so fresh so
F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Woah!
Fresh like the sound of my voice when the beat drop Fresh like the smell of the rain on the treetop Fresh like the snow falling down on the ski slope Fresh like the sea breeze scented with sea salt Fresh like tic tacs and the grape flavoured mentos Fresh like island girls and a whole can of impulse It's not an insult Saying I been dope Since the first time First rhyme my pen wrote First verse I rehearsed and then wrote That's my first work now you thirst my pen strokes Plus I had to get the extra right And then the winters started practising for extra night I put my time into the rhyme to make it extra tight And now what's really fresher than a pack of extra white I know there's hope in the words that im yet to write So from now till I exit light I'm a bring it to ya
F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Whoa!
I'm, steadily rocking these skills Heavenly stocking these raps Readily dropping them flows Never no stopping him The MC, like a D-boy popping and locking and Graf artists provocative, it's straight from the oesophagus From the city metropolis, the beginning to the apocalypse Ay sugars the mic I'm rocking with Imma representa the centre stage My residents motivating, elements a MC We keep it
F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H Whoa!
Sometimes saying 'I told you' so doesn't cut it F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh
Compositores: Tenei Hapurona Kesha (Tenei Hapurona), Malo Ioane Luafutu ECAD: Obra #5387750