This Is For You Songtext / Lyric

Yo, from half a headphone as a mic and a busted boom box

To rockin' the spot, from Sydney to the fuckin' boondocks

To the fans when we pass through who love to wave high

To the arms that hold me up when I jump and stage dive



To kids outside the venue who ain't on the door list

They love the music, they just can't afford it

Watch them build that cipher smilin' quite glad

Why aren't they glum, what, you dumb?

'Cause hip hop has no price tag



And everybody's welcome, it has no nationality

This is for rappers who ain't just in it for the fast salary

Who don't just push violence, money with all that damn braggin'

Who don't just jump on the 'It's all entertainment' bandwagon



To the DJ who drops his tune and ain't paid to play it

To anyone who loves their partner and ain't afraid to say it

To everyone who's shown love when I looked unsure

Friends and fam', shit even the girls I boofed on tour, man






This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

Oh, it's Bliss 'N' Eso's page from the novel



This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

Oh, it's Bliss 'N' Eso's page from the novel



Keep your cash, gold, your glitter and cars

Keep your royal red carpet for your city of stars

This ain't for the system to put a cage on your mind

It's for those who don't suck dick for radio time



And the only time you'll ever catch me aimin' a rifle

Is when there's nothin' on my telly but Australian Idol

We rock rusty mics and spit what we think

Shabby hotel hoppers that piss in the sink



See rich make money and poor make magic

"We're gonna make you a star," bro, they all say that shit

A habit for the headphones

(Kid's ride the merry go)

'Round down to meet me

(Inside your stereo)



With no ride and no meals, full of shrimp

I'm broke but hip hop can make me feel like a pimp

See a man who lives patient, handles displacement

Writin' rhymes for you in a candle lit basement



This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

Oh, it's Bliss 'N' Eso's page from the novel



This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

Oh, it's Bliss 'N' Eso's page from the novel



This is for the cause in the music, the gift that we're buildin'

We all gotta use it for liftin' these children

I haven't been the same since I fell in the well

I wished and found love where them ATLiens dwell



See it's the rhymes, it's the beat, it's the song, it's the mix

It's the times that we're free, it's the bomb, it's the shit

Opportunity's blind I don't wonder if he's comin'

So look Mum no hands, I made somethin' outta nothin'



This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

Oh, it's Bliss 'N' Eso's page from the novel



This is for you, you're the reason I wrote this

You're the reason I stand in the rain and get my clothes wet

Oh it's just another taste from the bottle

And I hope this feelin' stays till tomorrow

And I hope this feelin' stays till tomorrow

And I hope this feelin' stays till tomorrow