Good For Nothing-Hilltop Hoods

[00:01.19]I’m no good; yes I’m no good, [00:02.93]Let me tell you no good, girl I’m no good, [00:06.38]I’m no good for nothing [00:07.74] [00:11.18]Problematic child from a god abandoned isle, [00:15.70]Where Hip Hop is like a convict on a standing trial, [00:17.72]Dropping havoc I’ll rock the planet wild, [00:20.01]Till they shoot me in a movie, Hong Kong combatant style, [00:23.29]Plastic rapping and disposable culture, [00:25.45]Poet or solider, falter and get thrown to the vultures, [00:28.33]We wear our scars like a badge of honour sewn in the shoulder, [00:30.59]Cross the unknown, rock alone like the coast of Gibraltar, [00:33.52]Looking over my shoulder, radio and payola, [00:36.21]Keep us alien on air like being flown by Travolta, [00:38.99]Flow with a vocal assault of the microphone and controller, [00:41.73]Harder to handle than a loaded revolver coated with sulphur, [00:44.73]You in a house made of glass throwing a boulder, [00:47.17]But never see the light of day car like car motors on solar, [00:49.87]Going for broke don’t mean you’re going broke for the culture, [00:52.54]We’d hang ourselves given rope and pergola [00:54.29] [00:55.09]I’m no good; yes I’m no good, [00:57.43]Let me tell you no good, girl I’m no good, [01:00.22]I’m no good for nothing, [01:01.61]And I might be no good but when I seize the mic, [01:03.73]I can spit it like, like [01:04.99]I’m no good; yes I’m no good, [01:08.35]Let me tell you no good, girl I’m no good, [01:10.91]I’m no good for nothing, [01:11.96]And I might be no good but when I seize the mic, [01:14.51]I can spit it like, like [01:15.64] [01:16.12]Beast of burden, carry the weight, [01:19.76]I got divorced from reality to marry the break, [01:22.26]In a bally and cape, I get carried away, [01:25.19]Like a cadaver on a battlefield, make barriers break, [01:27.99]Man my chariot waits; I can’t stay for the gala, [01:30.59]Music is dead, fame’s alive Lady Gaga, [01:35.05]They complain about the drama go, [01:36.57]Play the martyr role better than Mohammed Atta, [01:40.16]Suffa, grimy as Calcutta, [01:41.71]Beat you single-handed like Def Leppard’s drummer, [01:44.84]I’m about to blow like meth on the cooker, [01:47.26]Leaving me with the mic’s like leaving pets with the butcher, [01:50.42]Don’t put a foot wrong, think for a good long minute, [01:53.60]Shut your mouth, put a foot-long in it, [01:55.35]You’re dealing with one of the best to bust so, [01:58.99]Tyler Durden, don’t beat yourself up bro [02:01.17] [02:03.31]I’m no good; yes I’m no good, [02:05.49]Let me tell you no good, girl I’m no good, [02:08.08]I’m no good for nothing, [02:09.17]And I might be no good but when I seize the mic, [02:11.91]I can spit it like, like [02:13.69]I’m no good; yes I’m no good, [02:16.27]Let me tell you no good, girl I’m no good, [02:18.83]I’m no good for nothing, [02:19.96]And I might be no good but when I seize the mic, [02:22.90]I can spit it like, like [02:30.58]