One [Official Remix]

Lyrics

[Intro: Brad Strut] Welcome to Melbourne Welcome to Melbourne Welcome to Melbourne Welcome to Melbourne One [Verse 1: Brad Strut] Welcome to Melbourne; Ecstasy capital City full o' zombies, mental's incapable Appetite insatiable, pressure's upon me The hard luck story, fucked up economy The suck nut shorties, everyday I come across Many ways to run a loss, was steppin' a forty Smoke and take the memory to places we don't meet again Hopin' they ignore me when I face 'em at the bitter end Pacin', like imprisonment, the walls are cavin' in We play to win and tick the trend, ignore what Satan said The more I make amends, the more mistakes I tend Like water, take it in, report the hate and vent My frustration, starin' from across the street Lay, bus waitin', repairin' these hypocrisies Slay, crush, make 'em stare into the vacant Lots, I'm the boss of my life's lost placement [Chorus: Lee Sissing & Brad Strut] Work it out Boom, here comes the two to the three and strut Heat on the beat's what I'm bringin', what, what? Walk away Suckers in the way only seem to cockblock See me in the street, with the beef, you're knocked off Fight the war Head, leave your neck, when it get chopped, block Forget what you said when I step, what, what? Make them pay Yeah What, what? What? This is aid [Verse 2: Brad Strut] Dead serious, like girls gettin' their period Worshippin' a pyramid, serve victims superior Words that bring hysteria, learn, you're to divert ya Energies, I convert you mentally to inferior Versions, I'm fresher than virgins, confessin' to hurtin' Your obsession with verses and diversions Merrier, the more, when I'm settlin' a score Force ones, take the air from your lungs for a tour Raw, numb, with my style, and tongue spittin' violent Firings, no denyin' it, I bring the brightest Flamethrowin', my name's known as the highest Bloodshotten rap kid who sports closed eyelids Lookin' like he's Chinese, about to break silence Where the fuck you buy these? A high priest hybrid [Chorus: Lee Sissing & Brad Strut] Work it out Bam, here come the four to the five and six Trem and Brad Strut for your violent mix Walk away So put your hands up, get in time with the kicks 'Cause nothin' stand up to this rhyme and spit Fight the war A tireless gift, got that type of Vision, like a cyclops, grip and turn that mic off, quick Make them pay Shut that shit down Turn it off [Bridge: Lee Sissing & Brad Strut] Work it out Yeah Walk away (And break them tame) Fight the war And make them pay Wage your life And break them tame State your smite Say it today [Outro: Lee Sissing] One One, one, one, one O-o-one One One One, one, one, one O-o-one One