Cats get served, running up sliced

Every single night and that the way we keep it right

Like that fuckers... (Yeah)I′m just trickin' though Certified Wise in the house tonight

(Certified Wise)

Oi, When I say "Certified" you say "Wise" we say

"Certified" ("Wise")

"Certified" ("Wise")

The Certified have arrived, extraordinaire extravagant

Beers like confidence, man I drink until I′m arrogant

'Cause I'm a cocky fuck, hit your girl and I knock her up

Be like what the fuck? In the net like a hockey puck (score!)

Rappers get embarrassed when they see the way that we work

They try hard, they′re shamed like fat guys swimming in T-shirts

Research your Oz Hip-Hop, before you step to us

And if you step, hands around your throat like a necklace

Mister Trials, young ladies gimme a call

My number′s written next to "Fuckwit" on the chicks bathroom wall

I'm slightly easy and a trife bit sleazy

With the wit of a red brick and chiselled body of Kim Beazley

My theory is, never touch the mic quite serious

A kid goes out on dates later than their next period

My crews got it made, rockin′ the place

With more dope rappers to match every pram chillin' at Colonnades

It′s Certified Wise, no need to tell you again

Because these cunts can be so funky that the smell would offend a dyke's girlfriend dog

Now lets get straight to the point shall we

This rowdy crowd of MC′s and DJ's know how to pound beats

Like kids with flat feet and crap beats walking down backstreets

So much work went into this to line the notes of fact sheets

Like black sheep I've got two words for those who slept

(Nyah, yah, nyah, no way)

You thought it was safe, well guess what (what?)

Boys then beware; my friends will find your weak points (then what)

Get up in there

Attack your mind, with a fine line when I find time

And I′ll find out that you′re walking if you're talking the grape vine

I′ll waste time, need to take on the job at hand

Got skills for this professional typical Certified Wise man

From Sky to land, I'm overcoming all your schemes and plans

So take cover as I rain thunder upon you man

(I manifest Hip-Hop in it′s highest degree)

(Certified Wise)

(Somethin' I take very seriously)

(I sensualise, Certified Wise)

Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives

Like the porn section of Gary Glitters hard drive

Certified Wise throws a jam that′s so hot it'd make a married man give up his annual blowjob

You better show something, with heading no bluffin'

On the wrong side of my tracks, I′ll smash your petticoat junction

In a suffering city, I′m punishing the pretty and if you don't fuckin′ feel me I'll crush you without pity

I arrange certain words amongst silence

To be heard in abundance while MC′s face redundance

Stereo speakers exceed beyond specifications through extended noise generation

Let's cut the conversations to a small chat (why′s that?)

I'm busy tryin to react to the hi-hat

Blockade and Certified stand tall above ridiculous under-achievers and constant non-believers

I'm on stage with a handful of Panadol′s handin′ them out

'Cause of the head throbbin′ from the head noddin'

And we about puttin′ you out for the count like mic check

You aint gonna get Certified respect

So hide your decks, ya mics I might blackout

In a cipher when I still take the title

The name's Sesta, I snatch an ′L' plate and slap it on your forehead with more force than porn sex

It's the Buddhist Monks, with the Certified MC′s

I′ll make you nod your head like Parkinson's disease

Sin sanity′s but don't step to our click

I got a hundred metronomes just waiting to go sync

So take ya pick but not the axe or the shovel

After Hours I make beds rock like Barney Rubble

It′s kind a subtle, the way that my flow bores and leave your ears up shit creek without a Funk-Oar

Now certified wise gotta hold of ya

We got the whole lot a Cop and Magnolia

We're the fresh B-boys in Nike and Adidas

We′re hotter than heaters and blowin' up speakers

There's no half-steppers, we far from a fake, we make rap music every Aussie can relate to

We′ll never take a tumble, We′re not gonna stumble

If you dis' any member the result is "Lets Rumble"

Complex compliments this simple to complete this individual

Simplex the original beat the hypocritical

Ridicule the weaker techniques that leave you burnt

Like Cannabis Sativa, either you do or you don′t

We'll prove that you wont ever endeavour to get it together

To better these fellas I′ll be like whatever, you get it?

You're wondering why you should never try

The reason certified is Mr. Nice with the Wise Guys

These crews stress, fully on a quest to be recognised

Put up on a level next to me and the Wise unified our lives, we bless the beat

We yet to see competitors who can compete with elaborate schemes they conjured up in their dreams

Have to be outta your mind to even battle this team

Masterminds of the game, nobody does it the same

When we leave the stage we′re sure that you remember the name

You faggot MC's always compare one another

Studio 2000's where you shot your album cover

I′ve the right patience, to your shit dictation then commence domestic MC word castration

Like excelle′s effects from a psychedelic wanger

For you there's no escape like sperm in a franger

Simulated imitations fade away progressively so go fuck yourself hermaphrodite MC

A dietarian, pages down, lyrical librarian

My strong line is carnivore your line was vegetarian

Comparin′ 'em I′m tearin' ′em in two so don't you dare me then comparin' them with them I bring the heat like a solarium

You′re starin′ then you better step back while I'm preparin′ 'em

Certified lyrical delegates are all the sound-ions

Rebellions under one banner for new millenniums

The south is certified its so good like Sanitarium

I throw tempo-tempo′s to scare those who dare oppose

Who don't compare the pro′s I'm dressed in threadbare clothes

Still these rare flows got MC's pleading ("give us a fair go")

Don′t try to stop me you don′t realise the lengths to which I'm prepared to go

We can take a short journey and leave you at your wits end

You get burned like you′re smoking a cigarette from the lit end

You're acting so feminine you could be stressing about split ends

Certified hit home with so much force they make bricks bend

This situation get sticky, like a perve with porn mags

My presence on stage will make you trailer whore skags

Girls cats, horn-bag, you know my style sucker

And now we made tracks to get you up like a fluffer

Certified Wise, notorious to R.I.P cunts

Dissin′ us will get costly like private shows at strip clubs

Beating me's a hard task by itself so fuck you

Cause that′s a fantasy like anal sex with Eliza Dushku

This is my life and many come and go like one night stands

I treat live jams like a sermons and in my mic hand

A holy get them with ya bless ya

Shit you never spit the fresher shit than Pressure

Any means, risk or measure

This cut is deep, so pump a beat for my fuckin' peeps

I'm rated X-rated the way that I come with tongue and cheek

We bring a ruckus like truckers in bar brawls

Certified Wise and we out like last calls... calls... calls...