Illegal freedom is tight
Then again whats another charge to the charge-sheet
Scars deep
Pumping on my dart like a heartbeat
Partied, till i felt empty then i start schemes
Guards after dark, crowbars on the cold street

I was 15 almost died close to 15 times
Im fine is what i said not what was on mind
Hid in crime, boxed wine and dodging fines
Doing loops killing time petty crime what defines

Happy kid hanging out of back car rebel shit
Till you check my wrists, messy shit sayin' messages
Head in the stars but my face to the ground
Just for now come around its the city underground

Insides on them cold nights
Hold tight, tins bright under fog light

Sydney city under my feet
Im under the streets, young and im free
Fuck sydney open running tunnels for free
Rapping on this x beat
Snappin on my ex bitch
Fuck friends and family
Lil brother snorting x shit

Raining outside windbreaker all the time
Underground network is all thats on my mind
I was too complacent to find
Mates copping fines doing time just for bombing lines

Knew i had to get clean shit was fucking with my mind
Hardest shit i ever did now 3 months is the time
Under my wrist, under my belt
Over this shit, over the fence, over yah help

My first real homie now in the juvenile system
Fuck what its come to, wish i was with him
The kids the real victims, symptoms of the missed ones
Whos looking out for them when parents arent with them

I was drankin' on a weeknight its that American dream
I was slanging under streetlights always setting the scene
Steadying beam, ready any second stepping the scheme
Never regretting any second till im dead and im free

Fuck homework, plotting schemes every night
Kids kings of the city, walking the beam in the light
Fuck sleeping and shit, out here seeing the sights
Never felt more free, illegal freedom is tight