All You've Got - Katalyst, Hau, Yungun

So here we go again, keepin' it movin', provin' my point

I’ve got to make it happen, slick with the patterns and flows

No matter what they’re sayin' or playin' on radio

My name is here to stay, leadin' the way

Like matchin' dominoes, keeps me on my toes

Rather be feeling than killin' the soul off

I’m willing, not old enough to fold it up

Hold it up to the top of the tip top

Cream of the crop, beaming it up, steamin' it up

Free it up for the talented ones

Struggling hustling with lower funds

Some even resortin' to guns

For my people overseas, my people at home

In the AUS no time for second guessin'

Or playin' it too safe in this here place

Take a risk open up your mind, don’t stagnate

'Cause some of them that they rate

Don’t sound that great, kinda hard to tolerate

When they don’t appreciate good talent

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know you can’t refuse it

You’ve got to choose it

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know when to use it

Come on just abuse it

Okay, okay, excuse me, excuse me

Big fella coming through

People await for the great bull at the gate

Kicking back dirt, steaming the nose, pulling a face

The music monster constantly stomping beats

Like Ez’s two feet on them Compton streets

Or like Big L’s on the corner of Harlem man

My two feet creep like the borders of parliament

My new weapon of choice is a Molotov

Kept in the boys backpack so you got no knowledge of it

Torn cloth or a lit, as soon as it gets lit, it’s like oh shit

Clear the streets the schools and the markets

Empty your mouth quickly like a mini bar fridge

Any artist can be targets, the bigger you think you are

The bigger the sky gets, Lord, you can’t afford to ease off

You need to be feeling this music like you’re feeling these nuts

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know you can’t refuse it

You’ve got to choose it

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know when to use it

Come on just abuse it

Yungun, yo listen

Now I don’t carry guns but I stick to them

I’m trying to step out of the bounds that I live in

And reach out to the millions and thousands of citizens

Across the world but there’s barriers and I’m sick of them

Same songs but different people singin' them

A lot of minions just taking what they’re given

And eat whatever’s on the plates that are dishin' them

As long as they’re served up with faces that fit with them

Ninety percent will stay in ambivalence

What about the ten percent that remain well less interested?

Half will judge you before they’ve even listened

And you know what they say about arseholes and opinions

What’s that?

A lot of the former got the latter

Me, I don’t follow the format of a rapper

But forget the image and the place that I live in

And listen to the music 'cause that all that really matters

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know you can’t refuse it

You’ve got to choose it

All you’ve got to do is

Just feel the music

You know when to use it

Come on just abuse it