(Intro) 9-5 is how you survive But the Daley Grind is do or die Ey, Ey, Ey (Hook) Ey, this ain’t your everyday nine to five (five) For every step I take forward I go four behind Do I, choose A or B (Gees) for stayin’ alive (Hi) welcome to the Daley Grind Well, Welcome to the Daley Grind Well, Welcome to the Daley Grind Well, Welcome to the Daley Grind (Verse 1) I guess the question is why, It's on my mind all the time And should I delve in or just sit and recline just to find a bit of comfort and take the easy route For now or find the root and try to figure it out I went A, for way too long and often As of late, B's been the only option Now I see, a little clearer when I'm feelin the ride I AM D, but for now I am me, ego's aside I'm not even thomas daley or made to be thomacide Diving deeper though i complicate everything simplified So i find, or so it feels or so it seems, real for a second I thirst for enlightenment like a blessing But never count it, like whats the point, it's short lived I found it but i'm anticipating loosing it, give Is hard to come by, all I, witness is take Makes a man take interest in nothing but his his mistakes Ey, if that's the case I shouldn't let reason take, over and be leaving everything up to fate Notice I'm living most of my present moments in either the past or the future, I'll take a camera and shoot ya Ironically though I'm focusing on the picture Then focusing on the moment I'm glad it's got auto focus It took a mystery illness and my throat to erode to look at life from the angles I've seen in order to grow So, many notes in my iPhone though My adams apple, zone, feeling like i could choke Gastro-entoroligists followed up endoscopes Showing there’s nothing wrong, saying I'm free to go I know that'd be ideal if i didn't feel Exactly the same when I came in for real About a year ago, being sent home With a box of pills, doc they're making me ill These consultations I'm taking no time for an explanation They diagnose me the same as the rest of these other patients My patience is wearing thin, my symptoms feel like complaints n Just writing up a prescriptions not justifying my payments Fuckin listen to what I'm saying I thank the higher for rapping and taking all my frustration I could be writing pages and goin’ in like the matrix But I dunno how to say half the shit my being is faced with Man i could go on for days with it, nights with it battle of the brain and i'm game enough to fight with it WHY? thats the mother fuckin question Don't be a bitch count your mother fuckin blessin's And I've just seen it right now as I write it down Bless sins.. I guess, the next question is... How (Hook) Ey, this ain’t your everyday nine to five (five) For every step I take forward I go four behind Do I, choose A or B (Gees) for stayin’ alive (Hi) welcome to the Daley Grind

Intro - (Hook) So who am I? I am me I am, coming through pussy, I AM D The right side of C, Left side of E Smack bang in the motherfuckin’ middle that’s me, that’s D The man with two sides The drive of a dynasty despite their demise I AM.. D motherfucker You better, better, duck for cover or At least be silent for the next three At least be silent for the next three Cause there’s a fine line between Kind and weak, you don’t want either side to speak (Verse 1) (Ha!) I AM D, silence for the next 3 It's kinda funny that Khrysis on the beat Cause I'm goin through a mid mid life one of those And we on different boards so It's time to bring the heat Well I do it, yep said I do it The flows so animated, said I drew it Brought it to life, no dream works, forget it I got a dream and it's, in the works to get it (Yep, you said it, ey call a medic Somebody's talking shit and they're gonna regret it) Man Down! For tryin'a take the credit Every time things bigger than I come to mind That's the other side of my, brain saying to dead it I need a paramedic or anesthetic (But if you put me to sleep then that means you will be too) Will that spark the dream or a nightmare, It's kinda backwards right there Me and you don't have a clue how to fight fair And yo it's rare but when we get it together then it's Flyer then Jesus like I landed a christ air But you ain't ever there till something bad happens It doesn't take a genius seeing that pattern You’re something like a deadbeat dad The part of me I wish wasn't I'd cut you off in a flash (Hook) (Verse 2) (Ha!) So tell em’ all the D's sick But never paid a visit to girls with no english Clean with it, I got OCD, If D studied IT he'd C, A G in it Each week tax free but it's no biggie I'm heelflippin’ the same crates they go diggin' Just as well I'm suited to the music Like a Sinatra musical up in Munich (uh) Looking like a million bucks But, horny enough I give a million fucks (Uh), meaning I feel the devil creeping up But, feeling I finally made it out the rut (Hook)

(Intro) And the ignorance got us saying And the ignorance got us saying And who do I blame And the ignorance got us saying' The ignorance got us saying' The ignorance got me sayin' I'm sane (Hook) (Who do i blame) Once again I've fallen a victim I'm hanging by a thread call for help and nobody listen (Who do i blame) Why won't any body admit it Those I'm closest with, are drifting' further by the minute (Who do i blame) This is far from my own doing I've got my finger on it but problems keep on moving (Who do i blame) You keep saying that you're the victim If you take your finger off it it's obvious who the print is (Verse 1) So can I blame you god? You seem easy to blame I learned about you back in school god How everything was made in your name I remember asking you is this true god? Back when I was like 8 Cause I began to understand bad news god And I ain't heard from you to this day So many predators around I feel I gotta pray So many editors I better watch what I say Feeling like federer when competitors took his place Realising water slip through the fingers, can't hold the reign Paranoia on my brain, I Swear to you god (uh) I'm never smoking reefa again No one to teach ya why you're feeling a certain way Day to day, why it deepens, and then just goes away Yeah, Guess that's why I'm looking at you god (uh) I'm getting desperate for clues god And all these people claim to be the new god Cause none of em shared the same room as you god Yeah, I think our meeting's overdue god Uh, I think our meeting's overdue And some of us claim to be the new god Damn, Where were you god (Hook) (Verse 2) (Preach!) I know i said I think our meetings overdue But i ain't ready to go, cause i got too much to do and i got too much to prove, just show me something, I'm suffering Musnt've done enough back at school mass paying dues kneeling on church pews n receiving the lamb of god is this the recoil of my whole black sheep facade It can't be, I know so many others who've played the card And seen it all through a shepherd instead of stayed on the farm and What's harder for me's tryina be calmer When I'm pissed off at the world and fearing what could be karma Is it me though? my cuff is folding up like these chinos And people act like they know all the answers when really we don't Over thinking got me so over thinking I couldn't do the un-thinkable though, too much thinking I stay afloat when I'm sinking, I'll make it broke, it's do or die These contradictions kill me inside, So who do I.. (Oh Shit! Did D just switch the beat up!) Blame Yeah, just when I think I’m on top of things The old wound stings, my whole mood swings (yeah) (Hook) (Verse 3) (yeah) Nobody willing to be the captain of ownership And sail it, through rough seas Rough c’s like the third letter in the alphabet Being written, with parkinsons disease And who does that reflect, who does that reflect? I’m shaky my confidence gone I’m trying to catch my (breath) And who does that reflect, who does that reflect? I’m panicking, damn, It’s me.. So bring me, bring me back down to earth (x4)

(Intro) Ey, Ey, Ey, Ey, Ey-Ey (Hook) I be I be (up up!) When the sun is (down down) Wishing on a star hoping you would come a(round round) Go and start the car put the pedal to the (ground ground) I promise the climax will be higher by the (pound pound) (x2) (Verse 1) Stringing together sentences through the wi-fi For all I know you could have another guy I doubt it though, cause you play it cooler then dre i mean the dre who cool with cool, and cool with dre, anyway! So do I, backspacing everything that I say before I send it You straight up, break the rules when i bend it Legend, has it that you're from Venus i don't believe it She's from, planet snickers, without the peanuts or penis She into the same shit I'm into, it ain’t convenient It’s genius she symbolize my first wish from a genie She that ride or die type, that Bonnie n Clyde type That good girl gone bad if you work her mind right, right? Fuckin’ right the work is worth it no she ain't a virgin But she still in single figures with the hitters that she's learnt from Don't take this the wrong way, but I've got something to say No diseases, Jesus, that’s a double come clean, ey! (Bridge) (Things ain’t been the same, since you went away) Well-o Well-o Well lucky I’m right here dear (x2) This time around, I’m going through the motions Keep it cool, I keep it cool let’s not get tied up in emotions Yo it’s late I’m half asleep, but I’ll keep the door open If you feel like coming round in the heat of the moment, Oh and.. (Hook) (Verse 2) Sarcasm and laughing that’s no kidding The sound of music the movie and how the flows hitting Kendrick Lamar n Abel when he sings These are a few of her favourite things Mix that, with butter beanies and sneakers boy she a freaker I need her, she an open book, lucky, I got time to read her And that Daley Grind Go! Despite, the lack of features But she just the total opposite boxes ticking like time bombs I'm on I slide in, and I'm about to blow! No really though, she didn't have to fake a period I show her how to switch the flow Then I woke up, on the left side of the bed, rolled over, she was up side giving head Then I woke up, what you mean it was all a dream, motherfucking.. Inception, Inception Feeling like Leonardo Di Caprio with erection Spent my morning, in mourning, reminiscing, my queen Listening to, money trees, still reading, word up magazine (Bridge) (Hook) (Outro)

Blaow! Here come the drama (Intro) - whispers (fools and kings, and kings fools and kings, and kings) (Hook) God damn we some fools and kings Man tell me why we some fools and kings Good lord we some fools and kings Girl tell me why we some fools and kings (uh) I know we some fools and kings (uh) You know we some fools and kings (uh) They know we some fools and kings (uh) Yeah they know we some fools and kings (x2) (Verse 1) I, apologize as of late for anti social behavior And to a, select few thinking I tried to play ya Who never messaged back for a reaction Man that, passive aggression was the biggest distraction (ah ah) Penciled in dinners with em I was enjoying the supper Call me a motherfucker I was still drawn to the other Wondering if I could have it again It’s either, lovers or haters there’s no magic as friends Lord! My guilty fantasies driving me up the wall (uh) I never tried to break, I ain’t trying to blame Your heart for getting in the way ey I let you fall I could of caught you but, I let go of it all (Hook) (Verse 2) Been down this road before though Skeletons hang in my wardrobe Two more I’m running out of coat hangers My clothes folded in my draws though Couple things missing that she never gave back I gave back a couple things she was missing I bet she probably threw em’ out and she hate that This motherfucker really given her a good dicking Acting like ‘I don’t give a fuck’s’ not a figure of speech I heard that from her at least twice a week and she’d Still be underneath vocalizing broken English I’d get her open, finish, then we wouldn’t speak Figured at least if I called it’d make sense The last phone bill was higher then the rent though That’s why I text bitches now amongst other things I’m just not committed, to giving them a ring (Bridge 1) What you expect me, to get on one knee While I’m wearing the crown? I expect you, to get on two When shit be going down I think about you when I don’t know who I am Cause I know you know the D better when I’m in your hands And you can blame it on the fact I be a man Or better yet just let it rest we’ll talk about it when I can Fools and kings, and kings Fools and kings, and kings (Hook) (Verse 3) When I hit the booth it’s like therapy I’ve got written truths you wouldn’t dare to speak I’ve got new problems like every week Fifty-two my new bitch fifty-three And that’s nothing to do with her company Just another one still in love with me And I love her too, at least I think I do But I could never say that as a fuckin’ groom (Ah) clear the room I’m going back to basics My new shit making your old playlist My Soundcloud is getting saved to favourites The reign is on and that’s the shit I’ve wasted The old me was like shit I’m wasted On some midday shit, texting away (ey) Drinking from a chalice like I owned a fuckin palace Like I’ll see you out later if I make it (Bridge 2) King! But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool I said, King! But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool I said, King! But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a fool I said, King! But I act a fool (huh) tell me why I act a Fool! (Hook)

(Biggie) Even when I was wrong I got my point across Plus I’m fuckin’ bitches ain’t my homegirls now (Verse 1) Uh, feel like I’m being, bottle fed from Aristotle I hit 21 and it all went full throttle Looking for something greater, saying it’s not the cheese But trying to grasp the present without ripping the paper Hard to give patience, when you’re living in angst Harder to see the ceiling and give praise and thanks When you don’t really know who is even listening to you Feeling miss understood like I paid for the private room I’ve been looking at her and a portrait of Ms. Fortune Coldest bitches I know, I’m warming to a divorce soon I’ve been paying for one while the other ain’t on a prenup I just want to be free’d up and all accounts to cease up But I ain’t gangbanging these were separate relations In saying that though, I would have welcomed a threesome I’m just glad that we never set the occasion Cause roses don’t last but smell for a reason (Hook) Ever since I met you (huh) Ms. Fortune I’ve been feeling Ms. Understood, and I hate fuckin’ her too You both drive me crazy, and this ain’t nothing new Mistakes the only one that’d really understand my point of view (Verse 2) Uh, I’ve got the monkey on my back and I keep going bananas I’ve gotta peel so I can stay calmer Like what goes around will come back harder Attracting a, coward I’m trying to be a mater I try to act better hoping I can prosper Instead I’m expecting a Logie or an Oscar That’s the, attitude problem of a Generation why the fuck would I bother Doing anything if there’s no rewards to reap Within a week or less I can’t afford to keep Trying and trying this shit is so tyring I just keep lying till I fall asleep Then I see, Ms. Fortune in my dreams Complete with a projector and a big screen Comparing everybody’s highlight reels To my behind the scenes (Hook) (Bridge) We’re through We’re through Told you we’re through We’re through Yeah, yeah (Hook) We’re through *Bonus Track* Euros (Intro) Skit (Verse 1) 11 am in berlin, brain clear as mud I woke up fucked up, my head feeling the thud Thank my liver for taking high ground during the flood But alarm we aren’t speaking, feeling the bad blood Body trying to process, waiting on shit to load Ironically this hostel got like 95 windows And I was supposed to be at the airport For a 10 o’clock flight, ahuh, Yeah right No for real though, I should have touched down now in heathrow Yet I’m packing my bags like where did my room key go? Outside is freezing, meaning below zero Why is the AC on, this ain’t the san siro Anyway here we go, I left wombats Bags packed headed over to Rosa-Luxemborg Platz Rode on the S-Bahn to Alexander Platz Been here about a week, barely know where I’m at Underground in the station, dumbfounded and pacing Matching numbers with colours can’t fuckin read the language Starting to get impatient like where’s the plane symbol Not so, plain and simple with no, German education Well fuck it had enough of wating, I’ll bus it when I find the station My mind ain’t livin’ on cloud nine that’s why outside is raining The opposite of relief, is offered an invitation Through eyes of intimidation by the office of immigration They, would’ve picked me from a mile away Lookin’ like, I wasn’t sure if it was night or day Ey, All I know is I’m thirsty, that machine is vending A tall order of water, yes I need plenty I swear at this point, choose it over a model Threw my hands on it, twisted open the bottle Then I heard a (tssssssss), my head dropped Thinking fuckin’ soda water may as well be egg nog Welcome to Murphys law, I know I’ve been here before Looking like a circular room surrounded by doors Fuck it I’ll get a cab, pay up when you play up On my way to London 200 euros later Hook (uhuh uhuh) Said I Spent a couple of Euros (Oh), spent a couple of Euros (Oh) Ballin on a budget but fuck it I mean you know Pour it all out before I kick the bucket So If I survive tick the bucket off the list (x2) Ballin’ on a budget. Ballin’ on a budget.. Ballin’ on a budget But fuck it I mean you know..

(Intro) An 18 year old from Brissy went a little red in the face when he told me he played the blues. I just turned to him. I said “Do what you do.” Yeah man Do what you do (Yeah, yeah, do what you do) (Ey ey) Seeing people like J. Cole give Harvard lectures Got me looking up to rappers instead of professors (Do what you do) (x4) Do what you do, like money ain’t an issue (ain’t an issue) Ey, Do what you do like bullshit never hit you and just (Do what you do) (x4) (Hook) I’m doin’ mine (doin’ mine) Doin’ mine (doin’ mine) This that Daley (that Daley Daley) That Daley Daley Grind (ey) Do what you do (x4) I’m doin’ mine (doin’ mine) Doin’ mine (doin’ mine) This that Daley (that Daley Daley) That Daley Daley Grind (ey) Do what you do (x4) (Verse 1) Cause when the buck stops who got problems? It’s not me I ship it off to the people keep on doing my thing It's obvious that we some fools and kings I never mention the music they all expect me to sing Or pluck strings, give the drummer some or play the keys I'm black… Milk the way I rap over beats Eminem set a trend that'd let an artist breathe And mend together the pieces of broken heart on my sleeve (huh) I probably sound like Royce, I don't have a choice I really mean it I been on the bus without a voice For 5 years, too and from school with my ears manifested ‘Do you think you're black?’ Was the question Looking back, hearing that, must have been, thick skinned Either that, or I paid attention to the disc man Disc in, powerful enough to call it sicknin’ Spittin images middle finger up listenin’ to (Sing for the moment drop in) These ideas are nightmares to white parents Who's worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary the amount I allowed for caring What they had to say, I pray for em’ to this day Cause they, struggle to see themselves washing away In the tabs and the liquor and the green and the pills Yeah you rad, yeah you sicker, oh that's lean? yeah you ill (fuckboy) You a, shit pile, who you inspiring? You living to die, while I'm dying to live I’m grinding I am, Daley and that's word to my name It all changed the same day I wrote ain't a game (yeah) I rap, I'm from Carindale, I'm pale and fail To give a fuck about anybody for real Yeah Pharrel, I am other fuck all you mother fuckers Who didn't make the cut, now I'm sayin' what what! (Hook) (x2) (Verse 2) This 24, thought I'd save for a feature spot But fuck it, like the D ain't really keen for the box Instead, i'll keep the gwap get mad head and props The first, 48 was more like a warning shot I reload on em’ like it's Ironlak emissions But nobody want beef, like they're iron deficiant The commission, Po! shining on em’ with every rhyme and My position, don't get it twisted I'll out spit em’ Hit em’ harder then anyone, who you heard in a minute Pop up from nowhere like ‘shit, he means business’ With the DG as my first release Didn't cop the freebees on beats had a lesson to teach That didn't deserve just converting an mp3 Off of youtube (pshh) you dudes is fuckin’ weak You got no faith in your speech, raps is make believe You rapping over what's poppin' regardless of the genre, please I mean, I know, I'm saying do what you do For the populous, (ha) obviously not for you I came I saw I gave my story for who? For me, The Daley Grind EP I thank you for listening, if you relate you a king We all got shit to handle so do your thing Keep on keeping on, do it by any means Cause between heaven and hell, we living our dream (Hook) (x2)

(Verse 1) Here I go you already know (uh) Nothing about me but now I’m in your scope so Hate it or love it but the game chose me And I’m just getting warmed up singing doe rei me They all, thinking that I remained low key Like I’ve been here for years and it ain’t no thing Dirt off my shoulder, I must have came from The same strand of disease that is HOV (you think?) (Hook) Oh oh oh oh and they already know And if they don’t mamma, I’mma, I’mma let em know (woah) Yeah, and I’ll be sure these pussies never forget it I’m repenting for saying both of them in the same sentence (later) Oh oh oh oh and they already know And if they don’t mamma, I’mma, I’mma let em know (woah) Yeah, and I’ll be sure these pussies never forget it I’m repenting for saying both of them in the same sentence (later) (Verse 2) That’s why I’m rapped up It feel’s better when you don’t but applause is better than getting the clap uh And growing up in the city that I’m from You loose sight of yourself when you’re knowing everyone, else Still there’s times when you feel alone Dinner for one knowing no one else is coming home But fuck love, we just love to fuck I just hate serving two come breakfast and lunch (Hook) (Verse 3) Knives, forks, spoon, thousand island sauce (knife!) Cut the foreplay straight to main course Not the entrée, I said Uh, I love garlic bread and head That being said, who gon’ do me the combo Followed by Lebron v Rondo I ain’t talkin’ the court do the math Not the numbers on the board check the numbers on the backs (hey) (Bridge) Hey ho, They already know And if they don’t mamma I’mma let em’ know (Ohh) That’s my M.O.D.E. on the low Cause It might take a minute before you’re wit it but yo, yo Hey ho, They already know And if they don’t mamma I’mma let em’ know (Ohh) That’s my M.O.D.E. on the low Cause It might take a minute before you’re wit it but yo, yo (Verse 4) That’s where the beauty lies Picture this it’s like a guy in the city looking typical in suit and tie Beside that another photo of a Jewish guy In a synagogue praying for the sins of you and I But the suit and tie walking through a storm Completely dry, sporting a gold crown of thorns As for the Jewish guy, drawn devil horns I’d like y’all to clap for escaping the norm (Clap), (Clap), (Clap), (Clap), (Hey!) (Hook) *Bonus track* One Two (Intro) Yeah, On the day I fail to wake Say something at the wake If they ask where to bury him Make it at 15 Millenium Yeah, Say something at the wake (Hook) If they ask where to bury him Make it at 15 Millenium With a DGK 8.12 A nice one too Make that shit come true And leave a mic there too So I can check 1, 2 (Verse 1) I was born into this house, none other Had a dad he had a spouse, my mother, she was tougher then tough mudder She taught me the course of life for how I saw it And nothing was forced forward unless it was important I’d be exploring every inch of the fortress Mind of a child, buck wild yet cautious Picking up things, ripping things, licking things To choking on a bone trying to eat a chicken wing Cutting an apple became a finger massacre Hunger had to wait so the doctor could wrap it up And now everytime I see that scar I’m smiling So everywhere I go that’s just home, reminding Me of things like my first memory Unwrapping birthday presents I was 3 Surrounded by my grandmother, parents and my brothers Celebrating our 3rd year here with one another Yet, I can hardly remember last year Due to the parties, spirits and the beer But I ain’t been away from this place of joy and mistakes So ey (Hook) (Verse 2) That’s how my childhood was spent no price would match it Became a teen now I, needed a bigger mattress Cause most of these girls were peaking up on their flat chest I was trampolining my bed like it’s a crash test Damn, that reminds me of crash dummies Regret emptying my basket for money Like later street sharks, peace biker mice from mars Gotta go Gi Joe, Action man you went hard Traded in my transformers for a camcorder After school at a school we were skateboarders Had a crew, my cousin, two other dudes Every god damn day, weekends and afternoons At 15 then we started city missions Met at skatebiz 10am shit was religion Hit the streets, some weeks, 40 deep MOBBN’ (Hook) (Verse 3) Yo, And to this day, I’ve never moved Been here 21 years come june it’s 22 I'm feelin' like my stay is a little overdue And the bed is still single women looking confused Like I give a fuck, wait yeah I do Still hit it, still in it what's a little less room you were frontin’ in the cab like you had nothin’ to lose But the mattress got you actin like a virgin when you move (Ha) And I ain't got a curfew anymore But my mother's on the other side of the wall I gotta go, this adult, and a half household Got me feeling like yo, I gotta grow (uh) Confessions of the last one at home Excited to leave but don't wanna leave her alone Or, confessions of the last one at home Like yo, It's time to go (Hook) (Breakdown) On the day I fail to wake So on the day I fail to wake Say something at the wake (Hook)