1: Solo]We are the trailblazing crowd excitersBook us to play with youAnd we’ll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)We major-league play-makersDouble-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plateHeads up when the standards are comin your way(?)Get your hands up like a gun to the faceBetter man up if you’ve something to sayCos we can answer never running away, keep tellin emI’m in my element, somethin like Jay in SummertimeIf you came in late please allow me to summa-r-iseI rock a shaved head and sunken eyesCall me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain’t like them other guys (ha)The wack MC whistleblowerAnd the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoeI’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 zoneLet the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunsetAnd I ain’t even begun yetStay tunedThis is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up nextOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneSo 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 aroundWe don’t play that (uh uhhh!)We don’t play that (uh uh)We don’t play that (One Dayers)We don’t play around2: Nick Lupi]YeaaaaItsssBeen a minute, didn’t know what to write but I’m right nowNow I’ve put em where I need emI, put the left then the right down then I write backHad the games been locked and keyed(?)Key to this shit is the shit I’m shittin on *We cheeky buggers that call out them headsLine us like KostakidisYou ain’t nice Enuf to call out JamesYou know how long I done fought for my name?On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beachYou’d see it when I’d caught the trainOne’s for the young, two’s for the two dudesWho 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 DayGimme the mike and your team gon bounceHold it baby, you ain’t readySaid you ain’t Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don’t countI 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 itYou can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)Hey Ditty you got me?Who says Sydney is lost, I’m not scared to take a bit of the profitsI’ve been in the cockpit, who fly as I?99 and 86 couldn’t stop thisDon’t Get Smart about it baby just get smart about itAnd don’t ask about us, we aren’t niceOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneOne hundred miles and runningSix billion people to love8 million stories to tellSix million ways to die, I choose none!3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]We ain’t done yet, nahShootin for the starsBar for bar, boy you up nextIf you rollin in your carNo matter where you areYou want to take ours, better come get itSaid 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 massesMy music’s flavoursome, maybe you ain’t accustomed to itWe take impossible make it look like ain’t nothin to itAnd there ain’t nothin to itHit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day sideBaby, are you fucking stupid?Lookin like Don in a baggy greenWith a bag of greenShowin everybody what they haven’t seenBetter put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the hazeA million ways it’s been done before me I don’t choose none of them, nahFar from your everyday playerWe here every day, play ya A-grade shitBut you already know the factsJimmy NiceAnd Solo backTell a friendTake a photographWe stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me onOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneOne hundred miles and running, will you run?Six billion people to love, choose one8 million stories to tell, so who’s gonna?Six million ways to die, I choose noneYou 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