[Solo:]
You should have seen him when he saw this piano, man. He was like, all his Christmases came at once. Give it up y'all! He nearly missed the plane this morning and when he turned up he was like, "Uh, I was just practicing a little bit." Now I can see why. What the fuck was that, man?! Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy. Very blessed to have these dudes on stage with us this evening. Alright, let's do this.

When I step up in the place with the swagger of a genuine pride
It's the return of the kids bombing mainline
Spitting rhymes written from the same drive
That had us out till daybreak hitting the train line
Laces strapped, tins tucked in your backpack
Chasing dreams that we traced out of graff mags
We studied lessons from a culture of kings
Who coulda known what tomorrow would bring?
See there are walls in the streets 'round my neighbourhood that read like photo albums
Moments in time, frozen for those who know about 'em
Snapshots of kids growing up, staking their claim
Now the very same kids are tryna blow it up
And there's been some stormy weather, but whatever
Believe me and my brothers, we weather it together
Till I'm old and grey and my words fade away
Like plum purple in the sun's rays, I'ma rep the One Day

[Joyride