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the wicked flow that'll shake you the fuck up out of your comfort zone\nLet the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\nAnd I ain't even begun yet\nStay tuned\nThis is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\n\nSo we don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (One Dayers)\nWe don't play around\nWe don't play that (uh uhhh!)\nWe don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (One Dayers)\nWe don't play around\n\n2: Nick Lupi]\nYeaaaa\nItsss\nBeen a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\nNow I've put em where I need em\nI, put the left then the right down then I write back\nHad the games been locked and keyed(?)\nKey to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\nWe cheeky buggers that call out them heads\nLine us like Kostakidis\nYou ain't nice Enuf to call out James\nYou know how long I done fought for my name?\nOn the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\nYou'd see it when I'd caught the train\nOne's for the young, two's for the two dudes\nWho lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\nFour's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\nGimme the mike and your team gon bounce\nHold it baby, you ain't ready\nSaid you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\nI am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\nOr is he really gona be the best to do it\nYou can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\nHey Ditty you got me?\nWho says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\nI've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n99 and 86 couldn't stop this\nDon't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\nAnd don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running\nSix billion people to love\n8 million stories to tell\nSix million ways to die, I choose none!\n\n3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n\nWe ain't done yet, nah\nShootin for the stars\nBar for bar, boy you up next\nIf you rollin in your car\nNo matter where you are\nYou want to take ours, better come get it\nSaid it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\nThere's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\nMy music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\nWe take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\nAnd there ain't nothin to it\nHit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\nBaby, are you fucking stupid?\nLookin like Don in a baggy green\nWith a bag of green\nShowin everybody what they haven't seen\nBetter put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\nOne hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\nA million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\nFar from your everyday player\nWe here every day, play ya A-grade shit\nBut you already know the facts\nJimmy Nice\nAnd Solo back\nTell a friend\nTake a photograph\nWe stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nYou dig?\n\n***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","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.11] 1: Solo]\n[00:12.53] We are the trailblazing crowd exciters\n[00:14.31] Book us to play with you\n[00:16.17] And we'll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)\n[00:19.79] We major-league play-makers\n[00:21.59] Double-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate\n[00:25.19] Heads up when the standards are comin your way(?)\n[00:26.92] Get your hands up like a gun to the face\n[00:28.73] Better man up if you've something to say\n[00:30.58] Cos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em\n[00:32.35] I'm in my element, somethin like Jay in Summertime\n[00:36.04] If you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise\n[00:39.60] I rock a shaved head and sunken eyes\n[00:41.49] Call me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain't like them other guys (ha)\n[00:45.92] The wack MC whistleblower\n[00:48.68] And the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe\n[00:52.25] 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\n[00:58.52] Let the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\n[01:01.21] And I ain't even begun yet\n[01:03.02] Stay tuned\n[01:03.99] This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n[01:05.78] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:08.45] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:12.04] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:15.61] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:18.36] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:21.90] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:25.58] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:28.26] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:31.88] So we don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:34.54] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:35.48] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:37.22] We don't play around\n[01:39.05] We don't play that (uh uhhh!)\n[01:40.86] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:42.61] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:44.45] We don't play around\n[01:45.35] 2: Nick Lupi]\n[01:46.23] Yeaaaa\n[01:47.18] Itsss\n[01:48.14] Been a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\n[01:49.09] Now I've put em where I need em\n[01:49.82] I, put the left then the right down then I write back\n[01:50.84] Had the games been locked and keyed(?)\n[01:52.68] Key to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\n[01:54.45] We cheeky buggers that call out them heads\n[01:57.13] Line us like Kostakidis\n[01:58.93] You ain't nice Enuf to call out James\n[02:00.78] You know how long I done fought for my name?\n[02:01.65] On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\n[02:04.35] You'd see it when I'd caught the train\n[02:05.27] One's for the young, two's for the two dudes\n[02:07.02] Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\n[02:08.81] Four's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\n[02:11.51] Gimme the mike and your team gon bounce\n[02:13.34] Hold it baby, you ain't ready\n[02:15.17] Said you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\n[02:18.73] I am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\n[02:21.42] Or is he really gona be the best to do it\n[02:23.23] You can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\n[02:25.01] Hey Ditty you got me?\n[02:25.98] Who says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\n[02:28.62] I've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n[02:29.53] 99 and 86 couldn't stop this\n[02:32.23] Don't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\n[02:34.98] And don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n[02:38.55] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[02:41.29] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[02:44.84] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[02:48.49] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[02:52.07] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[02:54.78] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[02:58.38] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[03:04.60] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[03:06.43] One hundred miles and running\n[03:10.97] Six billion people to love\n[03:13.66] 8 million stories to tell\n[03:14.66] Six million ways to die, I choose none!\n[03:18.21] 3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n[03:19.14] We ain't done yet, nah\n[03:20.02] Shootin for the stars\n[03:20.97] Bar for bar, boy you up next\n[03:21.81] If you rollin in your car\n[03:22.75] No matter where you are\n[03:23.68] You want to take ours, better come get it\n[03:25.43] Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\n[03:28.19] There's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\n[03:31.75] My music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\n[03:34.46] We take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\n[03:38.01] And there ain't nothin to it\n[03:39.88] Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n[03:42.57] Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n[03:45.29] Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n[03:46.11] With a bag of green\n[03:47.00] Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n[03:48.82] Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n[03:51.59] One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n[03:54.26] A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n[03:57.82] Far from your everyday player\n[04:00.53] We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n[04:04.15] But you already know the facts\n[04:05.00] Jimmy Nice\n[04:05.91] And Solo back\n[04:06.84] Tell a friend\n[04:07.70] Take a photograph\n[04:08.64] We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n[04:11.32] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:13.17] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:17.61] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:21.23] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:23.92] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:27.53] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:31.11] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:33.84] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:37.48] You dig?\n[04:39.20] ***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\n[04:40.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Choose None\n  artist: Horrorshow\n  album: The Grey Space\n  duration_ms: 283000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1: Solo]'\n  start_ms: 7110\n  end_ms: 12530\n- text: We are the trailblazing crowd exciters\n  start_ms: 12530\n  end_ms: 14310\n- text: Book us to play with you\n  start_ms: 14310\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: And we'll 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And there ain't nothin to it\n  start_ms: 218010\n  end_ms: 219880\n- text: Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n  start_ms: 219880\n  end_ms: 222570\n- text: Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n  start_ms: 222570\n  end_ms: 225290\n- text: Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n  start_ms: 225290\n  end_ms: 226110\n- text: With a bag of green\n  start_ms: 226110\n  end_ms: 227000\n- text: Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n  start_ms: 227000\n  end_ms: 228820\n- text: Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n  start_ms: 228820\n  end_ms: 231590\n- text: One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n  start_ms: 231590\n  end_ms: 234260\n- text: A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n  start_ms: 234260\n  end_ms: 237820\n- text: Far from your everyday player\n  start_ms: 237820\n  end_ms: 240530\n- text: We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n  start_ms: 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271110\n- text: 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  start_ms: 271110\n  end_ms: 273840\n- text: Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  start_ms: 273840\n  end_ms: 277480\n- text: You dig?\n  start_ms: 277480\n  end_ms: 279200\n- text: '***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'\n  start_ms: 279200\n  end_ms: 280180\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 280180\nplain: |-\n  1: Solo]\n\n  We are the trailblazing crowd exciters\n  Book us to play with you\n  And we'll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)\n  We major-league play-makers\n  Double-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate\n  Heads up when the standards are comin your way(?)\n  Get your hands up like a gun to the face\n  Better man up if you've something to say\n  Cos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em\n  I'm in my element, somethin like Jay in Summertime\n  If you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise\n  I rock a shaved head and sunken eyes\n  Call me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain't like them other guys (ha)\n  The wack MC whistleblower\n  And the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe\n  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\n  Let the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\n  And I ain't even begun yet\n  Stay tuned\n  This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n\n  So we don't play that (uh uh)\n  We don't play that (uh uh)\n  We don't play that (One Dayers)\n  We don't play around\n  We don't play that (uh uhhh!)\n  We don't play that (uh uh)\n  We don't play that (One Dayers)\n  We don't play around\n\n  2: Nick Lupi]\n  Yeaaaa\n  Itsss\n  Been a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\n  Now I've put em where I need em\n  I, put the left then the right down then I write back\n  Had the games been locked and keyed(?)\n  Key to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\n  We cheeky buggers that call out them heads\n  Line us like Kostakidis\n  You ain't nice Enuf to call out James\n  You know how long I done fought for my name?\n  On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\n  You'd see it when I'd caught the train\n  One's for the young, two's for the two dudes\n  Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\n  Four's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\n  Gimme the mike and your team gon bounce\n  Hold it baby, you ain't ready\n  Said you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\n  I am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\n  Or is he really gona be the best to do it\n  You can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\n  Hey Ditty you got me?\n  Who says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\n  I've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n  99 and 86 couldn't stop this\n  Don't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\n  And don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running\n  Six billion people to love\n  8 million stories to tell\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none!\n\n  3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n\n  We ain't done yet, nah\n  Shootin for the stars\n  Bar for bar, boy you up next\n  If you rollin in your car\n  No matter where you are\n  You want to take ours, better come get it\n  Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\n  There's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\n  My music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\n  We take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\n  And there ain't nothin to it\n  Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n  Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n  Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n  With a bag of green\n  Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n  Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n  One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n  A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n  Far from your everyday player\n  We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n  But you already know the facts\n  Jimmy Nice\n  And Solo back\n  Tell a friend\n  Take a photograph\n  We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  You dig?\n\n  ***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\n"},{"id":11057833,"name":"Choose None","trackName":"Choose None","artistName":"Horrorshow feat. Jimmy Nice","albumName":"The Grey Space","duration":283.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1: Solo]\n\nWe are the trailblazing crowd exciters\nBook us to play with you\nAnd we'll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)\nWe major-league play-makers\nDouble-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate\nHeads up when the standards are comin your way(?)\nGet your hands up like a gun to the face\nBetter man up if you've something to say\nCos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em\nI'm in my element, somethin like Jay in Summertime\nIf you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise\nI rock a shaved head and sunken eyes\nCall me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain't like them other guys (ha)\nThe wack MC whistleblower\nAnd the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe\nI'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\nLet the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\nAnd I ain't even begun yet\nStay tuned\nThis is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\n\nSo we don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (One Dayers)\nWe don't play around\nWe don't play that (uh uhhh!)\nWe don't play that (uh uh)\nWe don't play that (One Dayers)\nWe don't play around\n\n2: Nick Lupi]\nYeaaaa\nItsss\nBeen a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\nNow I've put em where I need em\nI, put the left then the right down then I write back\nHad the games been locked and keyed(?)\nKey to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\nWe cheeky buggers that call out them heads\nLine us like Kostakidis\nYou ain't nice Enuf to call out James\nYou know how long I done fought for my name?\nOn the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\nYou'd see it when I'd caught the train\nOne's for the young, two's for the two dudes\nWho lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\nFour's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\nGimme the mike and your team gon bounce\nHold it baby, you ain't ready\nSaid you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\nI am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\nOr is he really gona be the best to do it\nYou can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\nHey Ditty you got me?\nWho says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\nI've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n99 and 86 couldn't stop this\nDon't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\nAnd don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running\nSix billion people to love\n8 million stories to tell\nSix million ways to die, I choose none!\n\n3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n\nWe ain't done yet, nah\nShootin for the stars\nBar for bar, boy you up next\nIf you rollin in your car\nNo matter where you are\nYou want to take ours, better come get it\nSaid it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\nThere's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\nMy music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\nWe take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\nAnd there ain't nothin to it\nHit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\nBaby, are you fucking stupid?\nLookin like Don in a baggy green\nWith a bag of green\nShowin everybody what they haven't seen\nBetter put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\nOne hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\nA million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\nFar from your everyday player\nWe here every day, play ya A-grade shit\nBut you already know the facts\nJimmy Nice\nAnd Solo back\nTell a friend\nTake a photograph\nWe stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nYou dig?\n\n***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","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.11] 1: Solo]\n[00:12.53] We are the trailblazing crowd exciters\n[00:14.31] Book us to play with you\n[00:16.17] And we'll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)\n[00:19.79] We major-league play-makers\n[00:21.59] Double-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate\n[00:25.19] Heads up when the standards are comin your way(?)\n[00:26.92] Get your hands up like a gun to the face\n[00:28.73] Better man up if you've something to say\n[00:30.58] Cos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em\n[00:32.35] I'm in my element, somethin like Jay in Summertime\n[00:36.04] If you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise\n[00:39.60] I rock a shaved head and sunken eyes\n[00:41.49] Call me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain't like them other guys (ha)\n[00:45.92] The wack MC whistleblower\n[00:48.68] And the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe\n[00:52.25] 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\n[00:58.52] Let the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\n[01:01.21] And I ain't even begun yet\n[01:03.02] Stay tuned\n[01:03.99] This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n[01:05.78] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:08.45] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:12.04] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:15.61] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:18.36] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:21.90] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:25.58] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:28.26] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:31.88] So we don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:34.54] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:35.48] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:37.22] We don't play around\n[01:39.05] We don't play that (uh uhhh!)\n[01:40.86] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:42.61] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:44.45] We don't play around\n[01:45.35] 2: Nick Lupi]\n[01:46.23] Yeaaaa\n[01:47.18] Itsss\n[01:48.14] Been a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\n[01:49.09] Now I've put em where I need em\n[01:49.82] I, put the left then the right down then I write back\n[01:50.84] Had the games been locked and keyed(?)\n[01:52.68] Key to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\n[01:54.45] We cheeky buggers that call out them heads\n[01:57.13] Line us like Kostakidis\n[01:58.93] You ain't nice Enuf to call out James\n[02:00.78] You know how long I done fought for my name?\n[02:01.65] On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\n[02:04.35] You'd see it when I'd caught the train\n[02:05.27] One's for the young, two's for the two dudes\n[02:07.02] Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\n[02:08.81] Four's 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none\n[02:52.07] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[02:54.78] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[02:58.38] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[03:04.60] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[03:06.43] One hundred miles and running\n[03:10.97] Six billion people to love\n[03:13.66] 8 million stories to tell\n[03:14.66] Six million ways to die, I choose none!\n[03:18.21] 3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n[03:19.14] We ain't done yet, nah\n[03:20.02] Shootin for the stars\n[03:20.97] Bar for bar, boy you up next\n[03:21.81] If you rollin in your car\n[03:22.75] No matter where you are\n[03:23.68] You want to take ours, better come get it\n[03:25.43] Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\n[03:28.19] There's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\n[03:31.75] My music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\n[03:34.46] We take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\n[03:38.01] And there ain't nothin to it\n[03:39.88] Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n[03:42.57] Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n[03:45.29] Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n[03:46.11] With a bag of green\n[03:47.00] Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n[03:48.82] Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n[03:51.59] One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n[03:54.26] A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n[03:57.82] Far from your everyday player\n[04:00.53] We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n[04:04.15] But you already know the facts\n[04:05.00] Jimmy Nice\n[04:05.91] And Solo back\n[04:06.84] Tell a friend\n[04:07.70] Take a photograph\n[04:08.64] We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n[04:11.32] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:13.17] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:17.61] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:21.23] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:23.92] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:27.53] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:31.11] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:33.84] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:37.48] You dig?\n[04:39.20] ***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\n[04:40.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Choose None\n  artist: Horrorshow feat. 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nice\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running\nSix billion people to love\n8 million stories to tell\nSix million ways to die, I choose none!\n\n3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n\nWe ain't done yet, nah\nShootin for the stars\nBar for bar, boy you up next\nIf you rollin in your car\nNo matter where you are\nYou want to take ours, better come get it\nSaid it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\nThere's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\nMy music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\nWe take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\nAnd there ain't nothin to it\nHit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\nBaby, are you fucking stupid?\nLookin like Don in a baggy green\nWith a bag of green\nShowin everybody what they haven't seen\nBetter put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\nOne hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\nA million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\nFar from your everyday player\nWe here every day, play ya A-grade shit\nBut you already know the facts\nJimmy Nice\nAnd Solo back\nTell a friend\nTake a photograph\nWe stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nOne hundred miles and running, will you run?\nSix billion people to love, choose one\n8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\nSix million ways to die, I choose none\nYou dig?\n\n***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","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.11] 1: Solo]\n[00:12.53] We are the trailblazing crowd exciters\n[00:14.31] Book us to play with you\n[00:16.17] And we'll upstage your crew and probly down all the writer you minor(?)\n[00:19.79] We major-league play-makers\n[00:21.59] Double-S on the bases, One Day in the place, its my turn to step up to the plate\n[00:25.19] Heads up when the standards are comin your way(?)\n[00:26.92] Get your hands up like a gun to the face\n[00:28.73] Better man up if you've something to say\n[00:30.58] Cos we can answer never running away, keep tellin em\n[00:32.35] I'm in my element, somethin like Jay in Summertime\n[00:36.04] If you came in late please allow me to summa-r-ise\n[00:39.60] I rock a shaved head and sunken eyes\n[00:41.49] Call me the Sensitive New Age Rapper, I ain't like them other guys (ha)\n[00:45.92] The wack MC whistleblower\n[00:48.68] And the reason why your girl carries round a pocketful of mistletoe\n[00:52.25] 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\n[00:58.52] Let the trumpets blow, we gonna ride to the sunset\n[01:01.21] And I ain't even begun yet\n[01:03.02] Stay tuned\n[01:03.99] This is just the debut, no tellin what we got comin up next\n[01:05.78] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:08.45] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:12.04] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:15.61] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:18.36] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[01:21.90] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[01:25.58] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[01:28.26] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[01:31.88] So we don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:34.54] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:35.48] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:37.22] We don't play around\n[01:39.05] We don't play that (uh uhhh!)\n[01:40.86] We don't play that (uh uh)\n[01:42.61] We don't play that (One Dayers)\n[01:44.45] We don't play around\n[01:45.35] 2: Nick Lupi]\n[01:46.23] Yeaaaa\n[01:47.18] Itsss\n[01:48.14] Been a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\n[01:49.09] Now I've put em where I need em\n[01:49.82] I, put the left then the right down then I write back\n[01:50.84] Had the games been locked and keyed(?)\n[01:52.68] Key to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\n[01:54.45] We cheeky buggers that call out them heads\n[01:57.13] Line us like Kostakidis\n[01:58.93] You ain't nice Enuf to call out James\n[02:00.78] You know how long I done fought for my name?\n[02:01.65] On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\n[02:04.35] You'd see it when I'd caught the train\n[02:05.27] One's for the young, two's for the two dudes\n[02:07.02] Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\n[02:08.81] Four's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\n[02:11.51] Gimme the mike and your team gon bounce\n[02:13.34] Hold it baby, you ain't ready\n[02:15.17] Said you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\n[02:18.73] I am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\n[02:21.42] Or is he really gona be the best to do it\n[02:23.23] You can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\n[02:25.01] Hey Ditty you got me?\n[02:25.98] Who says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\n[02:28.62] I've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n[02:29.53] 99 and 86 couldn't stop this\n[02:32.23] Don't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\n[02:34.98] And don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n[02:38.55] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[02:41.29] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[02:44.84] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[02:48.49] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[02:52.07] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[02:54.78] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[02:58.38] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[03:04.60] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[03:06.43] One hundred miles and running\n[03:10.97] Six billion people to love\n[03:13.66] 8 million stories to tell\n[03:14.66] Six million ways to die, I choose none!\n[03:18.21] 3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n[03:19.14] We ain't done yet, nah\n[03:20.02] Shootin for the stars\n[03:20.97] Bar for bar, boy you up next\n[03:21.81] If you rollin in your car\n[03:22.75] No matter where you are\n[03:23.68] You want to take ours, better come get it\n[03:25.43] Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\n[03:28.19] There's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\n[03:31.75] My music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\n[03:34.46] We take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\n[03:38.01] And there ain't nothin to it\n[03:39.88] Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n[03:42.57] Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n[03:45.29] Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n[03:46.11] With a bag of green\n[03:47.00] Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n[03:48.82] Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n[03:51.59] One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n[03:54.26] A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n[03:57.82] Far from your everyday player\n[04:00.53] We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n[04:04.15] But you already know the facts\n[04:05.00] Jimmy Nice\n[04:05.91] And Solo back\n[04:06.84] Tell a friend\n[04:07.70] Take a photograph\n[04:08.64] We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n[04:11.32] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:13.17] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:17.61] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:21.23] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:23.92] One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n[04:27.53] Six billion people to love, choose one\n[04:31.11] 8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n[04:33.84] Six million ways to die, I choose none\n[04:37.48] You dig?\n[04:39.20] ***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\n[04:40.18] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Choose None (feat. 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play that (One Dayers)\n  We don't play around\n  We don't play that (uh uhhh!)\n  We don't play that (uh uh)\n  We don't play that (One Dayers)\n  We don't play around\n\n  2: Nick Lupi]\n  Yeaaaa\n  Itsss\n  Been a minute, didn't know what to write but I'm right now\n  Now I've put em where I need em\n  I, put the left then the right down then I write back\n  Had the games been locked and keyed(?)\n  Key to this shit is the shit I'm shittin on *\n  We cheeky buggers that call out them heads\n  Line us like Kostakidis\n  You ain't nice Enuf to call out James\n  You know how long I done fought for my name?\n  On the walls, on the court, on the beats and the beach\n  You'd see it when I'd caught the train\n  One's for the young, two's for the two dudes\n  Who lifted up three nights to the Monday(?)\n  Four's for the pen, its like Jordan on the bench takin out Jimmy Nice from the One Day\n  Gimme the mike and your team gon bounce\n  Hold it baby, you ain't ready\n  Said you ain't Reggie baby, cross the line and that three don't count\n  I am a rapper's rapper, \"Is he really really gona be the next to do it?\"\n  Or is he really gona be the best to do it\n  You can find me all up in a lab of rap(?)\n  Hey Ditty you got me?\n  Who says Sydney is lost, I'm not scared to take a bit of the profits\n  I've been in the cockpit, who fly as I?\n  99 and 86 couldn't stop this\n  Don't Get Smart about it baby just get smart about it\n  And don't ask about us, we aren't nice\n\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running\n  Six billion people to love\n  8 million stories to tell\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none!\n\n  3: Solo and Jimmy alternate lines in this bit, starting with Jimmy]\n\n  We ain't done yet, nah\n  Shootin for the stars\n  Bar for bar, boy you up next\n  If you rollin in your car\n  No matter where you are\n  You want to take ours, better come get it\n  Said it before, we all in the same boat, mind closed they felt with the passion(?)\n  There's no love there, whatever helps with the cash or seperates yourself from the masses\n  My music's flavoursome, maybe you ain't accustomed to it\n  We take impossible make it look like ain't nothin to it\n  And there ain't nothin to it\n  Hit em for 6 when I run they hide, they playin twenty-twenty with the One Day side\n  Baby, are you fucking stupid?\n  Lookin like Don in a baggy green\n  With a bag of green\n  Showin everybody what they haven't seen\n  Better put your cards up, they are stuck in a backwards scene(?)\n  One hundred miles and runnin, steady gunnin, they still in the haze\n  A million ways it's been done before me I don't choose none of them, nah\n  Far from your everyday player\n  We here every day, play ya A-grade shit\n  But you already know the facts\n  Jimmy Nice\n  And Solo back\n  Tell a friend\n  Take a photograph\n  We stayin in form from the break of dawn til the fall of the sun, hit me on\n\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  One hundred miles and running, will you run?\n  Six billion people to love, choose one\n  8 million stories to tell, so who's gonna?\n  Six million ways to die, I choose none\n  You dig?\n\n  ***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\n"}]