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Choose None – Horrorshow featuring Just Enuf (Spit Syndicate)
--Solo
We are the trailblazing crowd exciters
Book us to play with you
And we’ll upstage your crew and probly down all the wine in Umina(?)
We major-league playmakers
Double-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate
Heads up when the standards are comin your way(?)
Get your hands up like a gun to the face
Better man up if you’ve something to say
Cos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em
I’m in my element, somethin like Jay in summertime
If you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise
I rock a shaved head and sunken eyes
Call me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain’t like them other guys (ha)
The wack MC whistelblower
And the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe
I’m on that Don’t Try This At Home shit, Kid got the wicked flow that’ll shake you the fuck up out of your comfort zone
Let the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset
And I ain’t even begun yet
This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next
One hundered miles and running, will you run?
Six billion people to love, choose one
8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?
Six million ways to die, I choose none
One hundered miles and running, will you run?
Six billion people to love, choose one
8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?
Six million ways to die, I choose none
So we don’t play that (uh uh)
We don’t play that (uh uh)
We don’t play that (One Dayers)
We don’t play around
We don’t play that (uh uhhh!)
We don’t play that (uh uh)
We don’t play that (One Dayers)
We don’t play around
--Nick Lupi
Yeaaaa
Itsss
Been a minute, didn’t know what to write but I’m right now
Now I’ve put em where I need em
I, put the left then the right down then I write back
Had the games been locked and keyed(?)
Key to this shit is the shit I’m shittin on *
We cheeky buggers that call out them heads
Line us like Kostakidis
You ain’t nice, and have to call out James
You know how long I done fought for my name?
On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach
You’d see it when I’d caught the train
One’s for the young, two’s for the two dudes
Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)
Four’s for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day
Gimme the mike and your team gon bounce
Hold it baby, you ain’t ready
Said you ain’t Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don’t count
I am a rapper’s rapper, “Is he really really gona be the next to do it?”
Or is he really gona be the best to do it
You can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)
Hey Diddy you got me?
Who says Sydney is lost, I’m not scared to take a bit of the profits
I’ve been in the cockpit, who fly as I?
99 and 86 couldn’t stop this
Don’t Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it
And don’t ask about us, cos we aren’t nice
One hundered miles and running, will you run?
Six billion people to love, choose one
8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?
Six million ways to die, I choose none
One hundered miles and running, will you run?
Six billion people to love, choose one
8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?
Six million ways to die, I choose none
One hundered miles and running
Six billion people to love
8 million stories to tell
Six million ways to die, I choose none!
--Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy
We ain’t done yet, nah
Shootin for the stars
Bar for bar, boy you up next
If you rollin in your car
No matter where you are
You want to take ours, better come get it
Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)
There’s no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses
My music’s flavoursome, maybe y

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