Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - High

Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Team

Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Riptide (Featuring Thelma Plum)

Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Elastic Heart

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Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Bills

Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Uptown Funk

Season 2: Illy/Nic Martin - Hold On, We're Going Home

Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Rock and Roll

RIP ADAM "MCA" YAUCH

fire up the delorian, hit the timewarp//
2012 melbourne, 80's new york//
twist bottle tops, i don't pop corks//
mic is my tommy gun, pen is my sword//
so we could go to war, bumrush ya fort//
seven nation army couldn't hold us back with force//
they all talk, allow my retort//
i do dirt but i don't get caught//
i sell records but i wont be bought//
put that in your companies quarterly report//
kick raps till my voice is horse//
cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce//
rhyme reason and cause, i hold all cards//
and to sucka mc's its sabotage//

just put your hands up high//
and hold your lighters to the sky//
and would you please make noise//
this ones for the beastie boys//

mca rip, stay sucka free, i know its all g//
cause ima tell you like a rapper told me//
we all intergalactic planetary//
but we losing our idols, times up needle off the vinyl//
praying for an end a little less final//
cause we seldom see timeless in this age of album cycles//
where bottom lines more vital than messages recited//
glamourise basic, for advertising space, generations raised with televisions on//
all the media portrays with the chris browns situation, is your able to hit women long as you can sing a song//
umm, nah, wrong, i aint having that//
young girls hear of whips and chains in rihanna's trash//
tough guy rappers say if you aint a tough guy rapper//
you a faggot, jesus caveman thanks for that//
im fitting somewhere in the middle//
actually im to the side of it all, cause all they trying to score//
points off of is talk, but listen to what their saying//
no substance, no thought, both sides the same//
you don't need to buy into it, or give a shit//
or think because its in your face, you gotta be interested//
you don't, fuck it, we all, choose//
cause while they profit, music loses//
i was probably born a generation late//
to the beastie boys party, but they still had a place//
in my teenage life, so its only right i pay//
my respects, to a caliber we hardly find these days//
so rest in peace to the late mca//
not saying he's a prophet, but this next clips from 98//
fuck the gloss and lollipop shit//
how many pop culture icons drop knowledge like this..

Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Seven Nation Army (ft SDub - Guitar)

sometimes we chase what's out of reach, and//
sometimes its easy, sometimes you grind like your peaking//
sometimes to climb up you dig deep, cause/
sometimes life's a contradiction, sometimes completely//
and sometimes its aligning of the planets//
but most times, its blood sweat and tears with two hands//
and i know sometimes life wont go the way you planned and//
sometimes sometimes, i don't even understand it, but//
fuck it, we still party like we young forever//
shining stars, warm as stage lights, tough as leather//
and when we look back at all the shit,we done together//
it was me and my people, only you, come whatever//
its cause of that, and with props to big//
damn right we turn the negative to positive//
cause sometimes its the life you wanna live//
verse the life you got, and sometimes, somethings gotta give lets go//

sometimes i just wanna lose myself//
sometimes i refuse when i could use the help//
but even when im scraping by, like tooth and nail//
its always bout way more than if my music sells//
sometimes some might, take a couple steps//
but none work hard as me, except for my brother m//
phases, cold fact, so goodnight and good luck to them//
sometimes just being humble bucks the trend but//
sometimes the way it is, aint how the finish be//
sometimes history will look and judge differently//
its sometimes a pan flash, sometimes a dynasty//
and sometimes you will lose, but never lose dignity//
sometimes its tough, no excuse to pass the buck//
sometimes you've heard it all before, shit, half my luck//
sometimes the balance act cant be struck//
sometimes its heads down, sometimes glasses up, glasses up//

Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Sometimes (ft Kison) additional production by 10Aciouss

its alright to tell me//
what you think about me//
and its alright for me to tell you//
that i don't give a fuck, as a pup look//
liked limp bizkit, preferred shit blink did//
you already knew i had big in my discman//
big bowls, 17 cig mixes//
big distance from gyms and pink singlets, ha//
pre gig shit, post vic kick//
blue light disco first kiss//
with the girl at the top of my wishlist//
man i was so nervous i nearly missed//
iv been a worker, a dropout, a fighter, a lover//
10 years of soccer, 6 months as a drummer//
5 years giving booze money to big brothers//
a product of hiphop and bayside summers//
just saying been a lot progress since//
a messy haired kid wanting big kids acceptance//
but its remembered, and know it comes only once//
its all love man, this just growing up//

you know that im leaving the pictures are falling down//
the season is calling its feels like been here for too long//
you must have your reasons it seems like everybodys gone, so il face it on my own//
shit i guess this is growing up//

a day late, a buck short//
wrote the report, finished my course//
and, wrote a record, we itching to tour//
long way from gakked out double dropping at four, but im sure//
same clubs still kicking//
dancefloors stay filled, new kids there pingin//
and its all to the good, i just aint there with em//
well not entirely true, parts there in spirit//

i grew up, and moved on, now we do what we want// 
but still i, don't forget, or confuse, where im from//
and i know all the times iv been hurt and been wronged//
cause iv hurt and done wrong myself, im sorry//

so many in the past, love lost magic//
some got busy, some got married//
some got gone, pacific, atlantic//
some round the way just as distant, damnit//
im past that, went from crass to a class act//
still take less than 3 seconds with a bra strap//
the more things change, the more some remain//
no one to blame mayn, its just grown up//


Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Dammit (ft. SDub - guitar)

what am i to do? no time to appease both sides cause//
hatersl stay mad till their girls pantyhose dry up//
so keep hating, keep bitching, get my profile up//
this is how you flip it man, fuck florida//
don't need to make dance music for you to dance to it//
i can make crowd bounce with a hand movement//
got a genius on the beat, so don't act stupid//
course we gonna crush shit, fuckwit, man who is//
you to doubt it, i ram raid booths down//
we tear through, fuck moving round it//
built it with our conviction//
and no bulk billing or filling out prescriptions, killing our addiction//
took the rap game unfiltered and triple distilled to drip some//
pure music through your system// 
so where the i/v be, we hook it up on the biweekly//
fri flip five levels by aviici//

so on the real, on the real, on the real//
on the level feels good to be back (its good to be back)//
what the deal what the deal what the deal//
whats doing where the fuck y'all at//
on the real on the real on the real//
cant put my finger on that, but sometimes//
i get this feeling that i never never never never had before//


stranger things can happen//
rap took me from frankston line to lower east side of manhattan//
my beats loud and my pants saggin//
hiphop boy, the emos can, miss me with the handbaggin// 
poor diddums with your damp blankets//
its so hard for em, need a box of tissues and a backhanding//
my pockets full of phone numbers wrote on blank napkins//
aint shit to add carriage to the bandwagon//
missing in action, missing the action//
set a 20 plus date tour to rekindle the passion//
cause uh, pardon me, we go live//
light it up till they read our rights, i just go for mines//
on the grind, put in overtime//
we on the road, we on the flight, but wherever you might//
find me's where the beat be, holler when you see me//
fir flip five, levels by aviici

Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Levels

we came such a long way//
old school built a flame from a flicker//
stood back to claim younguns left the framework in cinders//
i get it but to me theres a difference between us doing it different and abusing tradition//
saw generations shift, rebuilt it and we thought//
gotta be about more than appealing to the core//
couple tall poppies broke glass ceilings for us all//
mine was high profile some don't feel me anymore, well//
i still love it, and you can find me at the gigs that theyr brushing//
their words say they down for the scene, their act doesnt//
the loudmouths always got by keeping stubborn//
cant tell me nothing//
i look at em like, where the fuck did the pride go//
wer the result of their rise, but, we did in spite of//
years trying to open ears and minds//
till young mcs gave up and left the scene behind, its like//


we came such a long way//
winding roads, bright lights in the lost days, train trips, bong haze, right in the wrong lane//
and theres so much id like to but don't know how, so i wont say, high octane//
beginning our tour//
its cool getting paid, but its always been about more//
been about dreams hope y'all living out yours//
realised mine by spitting out my inner thoughts//
and i would never take back, or refute, or retract//
any statement or act, mate, told you the facts//
i never turned my back or changed my tact chasing a fanbase, you can go and hold me to that//
probably sound scorned when i talk about the scene//
only brought it up cause it was once important to me//
but it aint what it was, let it be what it be//
and well keep moving on, where it ends we'll see, cause//

Season 1: Illy/M-phazes - Wonderwall (w/ additional prod. by 10Aciouss)

i ask that you pour your heart out, drown the threat//
we march, not one out of step//
think this bad? see how loud it get//
if this lit fuse get to the powder keg//
crowds in the net found in the streets//
weak exploited by the powers that be//
no new thing, just new found reach//
world wide web, worldwide greed//
you let that lead, see dreams get broken//
and fenced in routine, repeat the process//
paint em in a corner provoke em//
for generations poked sticks hope that cage don't open//
when the gap is padlocked from have's to have nots//
chat stops, time to act, cause//
this calm aint peace, throw the balance right off, man//
all it takes is one shot, shoot//


look at this year before the new album come, half another one of friday flips//
did in 4 months//
dont get cute thinking you work harder than us//
you don't, you only shine when we done//
cant stay in the middle of the all day//
so i pin my colours to the flag i raise//
melbourne made, hiphop boy//
bad bitches love, wack guys hate//
what i do, to put it in your brain//
i give a fuck about what you say//
mate might wanna make your next few waters//
cause i aint cared since 08, for real//
dont be fooled, cause i smashed some tax brackets//
my whole career is back to back classics//
yours isn't, so if your thinking, bout swinging//
better pack a flak jacket because//

braveheart to the end, guess im my dads son//
shit i could do this with collapsed lungs//
roll like a tank does//
mind like a boss, rhyme like a maaaaaaad cunt//
and them tunes might help//
but you want it done right, gotta do it for yourself//
when our backs to the wall, we react with force//
it is what it is, no love lost when, all roads lead to//


Season 1: Illy/M-Phazes  - Gimme Shelter

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