Nuthin I'd Rather Do - Urthboy, Hau, Muph

Could’ve played stocks, badge says bank teller

Deluded shoe salesman with a statesmen’s umbrella

Think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

Truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Ha ha, come on

Yeah

Oh

That sounds so sweet

You know who it is!

I’m back, yeah

Because the wind can blow in a falsetto, enshrouding 'em

Clogged up crowd in the cold sun cowering

Like where despair and rare hope encountering

Or even getting through that twenty-four hour thing

Making monsoons out of afternoon showerings

They say, «get that cash» 'cause what it bring’s empowering

Experience enough loss you get sick of salvaging

Gutter living star-gazer, daily life devoured him

But fuck that, we follow on like Laxman and Dravid

Serve it up, we got our fill, still we keep carvin' it

Lot of shit went down when you were passing it

Far too busy guarding it, an Elefant never forgets, it pardons it

We put the art in it, that’s not even the half of it

We make it marvellous in honour of the pioneers who fathered it

So whether we leave you carpeted like moulting hair

Or don’t care at least you know there’s nothing false in there, yeah (Come on!)

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

what?

What?

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Turn it up

L—Lord let me know

When I get to this f—fork in the road

What I need is one decision, god speed

Instead of me w—w—walking it slow, exhausted and cold

Please give me strength to the tenth degree

Give me strength to stand up like there’s no empty seats

Which path should I take?

Both are big passions

And I know I’m responsible for this kid’s action

Don’t really need to be a wealthy man

But I do need that helping hand

I’ve got size and skill to follow my dreams of rugby

And hear the holler and screams as fans follow the team

But I also got that knack to word things

Exact then rap superb to murder tracks

And I saw where my purpose at

Now I’m here before you with my decision in a horse shoe, I say

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

what?

What?

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Turn it up

Ayy

Who wears the pants stands out like a sore thumb

Highlighted aura moving towards the forefront

Seduced my focus, hopeless when it’s all done

All settled options called up, we can all run

Pace of the naive and my sleeve is draped in freezing rain

Half-shredded couch, I can count the doubts

But they always seem to leave the lane

Etched my name across a stone cold surface

Suspect on the game, I throw rocks at the circus

First thing is many sleepless nights

When it feels like you ain’t really dreaming right

Tryna balance in the centre when the Jenga might

Topple in front of my eagle eyes but I legalise

Justify this addiction, this is my life

And you can put it in your Discman

(C'mon and press play) I wouldn’t have it any other way, ‘cause

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

what?

What?

When I think of all the things that I could’ve put my heart into

The truth is, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Nah, there’s nothing that I’d rather do

Turn it up