choose none

we are the trailblazing crowd exciters

book us to play with you

and we'll upstage your crew and probably down all the rider

you're minor

we major-league playmakers

double-s stealing bases

one day in the place

it's my turn to step up to the plate

heads up in the stands 'cause it's comin' your way

get your hands up like a gun to the face

better man up if you've something to say 'cause we gon' answer never running away

keep tellin' em

i'm in my element

something like j 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

the wack mc whistleblower

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

one hundred miles and running

will you run?

six billion people to love

choose one

eight 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

eight million stories to tell

so who's gonna?

six million ways to die

i choose none

see we don't play that

we don't play that

we don't play that

said we don't play around

we don't play that

we don't play that

we don't play that

don't play around

yeah

it's

been a minute

didn't know what to write but i'm right now

now i got 'em where i need 'em

uh

put the left then the right down then i write 'bout how the game's been locked and keyed

key to this shit is the shit

i'm shittin' on beats with

we cheeky buggers that call out them headliners 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

at the beach

used to see it when i caught the train

one's for the young

two's for the two dudes who live up three nights to the monday

four's for the pen

it's like jordan on the bench taking out jimmy nice from the one day

gimme the mic and your team gon' bounce

oh no

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 gonna be the next to do it?"