Match Fit by Requiem (AU) Lyrics
[Verse 1: Requiem]
Polo Blue, fresh to death
Chasing dreams, stress on my breath
Run hard circa '03 Jehst
Movin' right but pivot left
Don't know me yet? That I guessed
No stopping, man won't take no rest
Rock a crowd and leave it messed
Socks to sound I be best dressed
Earning a cheque or murkin' a set
See me fresh head, toes to chest
Rap's a sport and I'm obsessed
Put my mental to the test
No message, check this is a flex
Shouts to those who I've left vexed
Really brus no one's impressed
Swear down I could not care less
Focused trying to be the best
Know that I need to sweat
Shoot for goal no need for net
Chips down, so place your bet
Got this far without your help
Only competing with myself
My music's fabric the way it's felt
From the ocean floor to the asteroid belt
So much heat, make toys melt
Ace in the deck play the cards I'm dealt
Lace a Poncho beat no doubt
Type tune bad girls all about
Requiem turn the party out
Done years but still startin' out
Round one, ref starts the bout
Been cookin' and I'm hungry now
[Hook: Requiem]
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
[Verse 2: Requiem]
Fakers front to make it happen
Privileged but they claim they trappin'
Swap skills for Instagrammin'
Yeah, nah, that shit gammon
No talent passion lackin'
Stuck on stardom, shine and stackin'
Let themselves get held for ransom
Get my point? See a pattern?
No shots, observation random
If you can't stand it this your anthem
Peace to the kings passing the baton
Droppin' gems, breakin' atoms
I go for mine like up'n'attem
Loner, don't need a companion
Against the stream, rap salmon
Get props from Melbourne to Camden
Move in silence, submarine
Leave the stage in smithereens
Moved on from the anarchy
Switched up cos that's not me
Cynic but I love the scene
Got love for those who got love for me
Know I'm in good company
Friends, fam and my team
Tryna top myself before I top myself
Reach the top, be top shelf
Mag courier, move-in-stealth
Not out-for-fame do it for myself
Healthy, fit, no off-season
Started decent now I'm seasoned
Reason why I still write
Play to win, victory's in sight
[Hook: Requiem]
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Polo Blue, fresh to death
Chasing dreams, stress on my breath
Run hard circa '03 Jehst
Movin' right but pivot left
Don't know me yet? That I guessed
No stopping, man won't take no rest
Rock a crowd and leave it messed
Socks to sound I be best dressed
Earning a cheque or murkin' a set
See me fresh head, toes to chest
Rap's a sport and I'm obsessed
Put my mental to the test
No message, check this is a flex
Shouts to those who I've left vexed
Really brus no one's impressed
Swear down I could not care less
Focused trying to be the best
Know that I need to sweat
Shoot for goal no need for net
Chips down, so place your bet
Got this far without your help
Only competing with myself
My music's fabric the way it's felt
From the ocean floor to the asteroid belt
So much heat, make toys melt
Ace in the deck play the cards I'm dealt
Lace a Poncho beat no doubt
Type tune bad girls all about
Requiem turn the party out
Done years but still startin' out
Round one, ref starts the bout
Been cookin' and I'm hungry now
[Hook: Requiem]
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
[Verse 2: Requiem]
Fakers front to make it happen
Privileged but they claim they trappin'
Swap skills for Instagrammin'
Yeah, nah, that shit gammon
No talent passion lackin'
Stuck on stardom, shine and stackin'
Let themselves get held for ransom
Get my point? See a pattern?
No shots, observation random
If you can't stand it this your anthem
Peace to the kings passing the baton
Droppin' gems, breakin' atoms
I go for mine like up'n'attem
Loner, don't need a companion
Against the stream, rap salmon
Get props from Melbourne to Camden
Move in silence, submarine
Leave the stage in smithereens
Moved on from the anarchy
Switched up cos that's not me
Cynic but I love the scene
Got love for those who got love for me
Know I'm in good company
Friends, fam and my team
Tryna top myself before I top myself
Reach the top, be top shelf
Mag courier, move-in-stealth
Not out-for-fame do it for myself
Healthy, fit, no off-season
Started decent now I'm seasoned
Reason why I still write
Play to win, victory's in sight
[Hook: Requiem]
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Wanna chat shit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit
Try clash wit but they not match fit
They not match fit