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Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 22
Disc 1
01. Talk Is Cheap
02. High (original mix)
03. Cosby Sweater
04. Stolen Dance
05. King and Cross
06. Faded
07. I Want U
08. Pittsburgh
09. Every Other Freckle
10. Something I Said
11. Happy Idiot
12. Window to the Sky
13. Roll Up Your Sleeves
14. Maybe
15. RUN
16. Pickles From the Jar
17. Beggin for Thread
18. Arcadia
19. She Only Loves Me When I’m There
20. Sober
21. West Coast
Disc 2
01. Uptown Funk
02. Chandelier
03. Mess Is Mine
04. Gooey
05. Somebody’s Talking
06. Seasons (Waiting on You)
07. Tightrope
08. Gold Snafu
09. I’ll Go Crazy
10. Beware the Dog
11. NEW DORP. NEW YORK
12. Two Weeks
13. My Silver Lining
14. Delete
15. I Can Feel That You Don’t Love Me
16. You Always Know the DJ
17. Two Bodies
18. Mother & Father
19. Zombie
20. Surrender
21. Can’t Do Without You
Watch me do my thing
Get lost into my scene
Get hot, like New Orleans
In Cosby crew and jeans

Do not awaken, stare a lot and vacant
Living in conditions of the modern matrix
Only bad rhymes running proper naked
Only point I made you with the bullet was a paper
I ain't here to fight some dude, and fuck around with his spouse
I'd rather light your mood and burn it down with the house
Eat your heart from the groove on account of the bounce
And lick her like Tom Cruise, up and down on a couch
Status never mattered, ever acted whether I love Christine
Like Christina Aguilera, just let yourself go
Matter Pressure and endevour that is better left
Christine track a record to let you all know
Would the kings even home us
But to these kingdoms it won't just
Slap a rapper like Solange Knowles
To the gathering known all that matter like a black hole

And it's all good
And it's all good
And it's all good
And it's all good

I feel like Bobby Fisher
Always four moves ahead of
My competition, listen they ain't gonna stop me ever
I feel as large as Biggie, swear it could not get better
I feel in charge like Biggie, wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater

I'mma step up every chance when I rumble
They all call me champ of the Jungle
It's fitting
I'mma get drunk and dance like your uncle
Until I'm all hands like your uncle
I'm kidding
The venomous, and then until' I enter, then it's over
When I'm spitting venom, I'm as generous as Oprah
You get a scar! You get a scar! You get a scar!
Me drunk in the back of a rental car
Pat Benatar, love is a battlefield
Here to get you out your seat like a battle drill
I'm in the saddle still, a little saddle sore
Smash you out the stratosphere, flashy as a matador
When I'm dressed like Theo's Dad
In a cougie listening to Kool G Rap
I won't beat around the bush like a seventies porn
I'll make you wish that you never been born

And it's all good
And it's all good
And it's all good
And it's all good

I feel like Bobby Fisher
Always four moves ahead of
My competition, listen they ain't gonna stop me ever
I feel as large as Biggie, swear it could not get better
I feel in charge like Biggie, wearing that Cosby sweater

Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater

Take a ride on the bus out of this alley
We could fire up the night like Prince Harry
Fuck the high life, we could vibe like
We got wirelines hanging from behind like we're just married

I'll turn the art form into a bloodsport
I make pea soup out of a pea-brain
They wanna run the streets like parkour
I'd rather run these tracks like a steam train
Like a steam train, like a steam train, like a steam train

I feel like Bobby Fisher
Always four moves ahead of
My competition, listen they ain't gonna stop me ever
I feel as large as Biggie, swear it could not get better
I feel in charge like Biggie, wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater
Wearing that Cosby sweater