Choose None (feat. Just Enuf) Lyrics

Horrorshow Choose None (feat. Just Enuf)

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 f..ck 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

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

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

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 a lab of rap(?)
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!

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 f..cking 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