Choose None

[Verse 1: Solo] We are the trailblazing crowd exciters Book us to play with you And we’ll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?) We major-league play-makers 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 whistleblower 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 Stay tuned This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next [Hook] One hundred 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 hundred 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 [Bridge] 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 [Verse 2: 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 Enuf 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 the latter bracket Hey Ditty 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, we aren’t nice One hundred 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 hundred 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 hundred miles and running Six billion people to love 8 million stories to tell Six million ways to die, I choose none! [Verse 3: 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 you ain’t accustomed to it We take impossible make it look like ain’t nothin to it And there ain’t nothin to it Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side Baby, are you fucking stupid? Lookin like Don in a baggy green With a bag of green Showin everybody what they haven’t seen Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?) One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze A million ways it’s been done before me I don’t choose none of them, nah Far from your everyday player We here every day, play ya A-grade shit But you already know the facts Jimmy Nice And Solo back Tell a friend Take a photograph We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on One hundred 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 hundred 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 You dig? ***A few lines are definitely wrong (the ones with question marks at the end), but I can't work em out so props to anyone whoe does