[Intro: Illy]
Things people tell him
Yeah
Never be as nice as
Yeah!
Yeah

[Commentary: Severe]
Yo, what’s good? This is DJ Severe, Mister Major Flavours
[?] hip-hop in the house
Whenever I’m in Melbourne, I’ma get pissed with my man Ill Al
None iller
Illy, give it to ‘em

[Chorus: Samples]
“Never be as nice”
“Never be as nice”
“Never be as nice”
“Get it-get it-get it poppin’”
“Never be as nice”

[Verse 1: Illy]
Writin’ my rhymes, wasn’t a writer on the lines
Payin’ homage to the past like a lighter in the sky
I represent the next like a spider to the fly
Lay it out like a map, cross lines just to rap
But nah, you won’t find any knives in my dacks
But I still do fine with the spine in my back
Hip-hop’s shaped my livin’, this mixtape marks my arrival
Finish to the start, one eyeful
O’ what’s to come, twenty-one years young
Imagine the flow once I’ve run through a cycle
I’m movin’ fast since I rose up the rank
And found some new targets, broke all ranks
Found home with new partners, this just for starters
Two albums o’ tracks got stashed in the garbage
So I’ve been around for a minute now, ain’t tryin’ to preach
Just givin’ some real shit to think about
[Chorus: Samples]
“This how we do” “I’m-i’m-i’m on my grind”
“Never be as nice”
“One, two, get ready”
“Never be as nice”
“This is how we do” “Never be as nice”
“In the game, playin’ for keeps”
“Get it-get it-get it poppin’”
“Never be as nice”

[Verse 2: Illy]
When drama reared it’s head, I kept in step to the beat
And kept my perspective checked
So until I’m dead, I’m livin’ for the weekends
I won’t remember with friends I’ll never forget
Pissin’ on with the lads combined with stagin’ the lab
Refinin’ my gift of gab
You’ll never be as nice as us with pens and pads
It’s Illyal, throw it to “Fla-Fla-Flago”

[Chorus: Samples]
“This how we do” “I’m-i’m-i’m on my grind”
“Never be as nice”
“One, two, get ready”
“Never be as nice”
“This is how we do” “Never be as nice”
“In the game, playin’ for keeps”
“Get it-get it-get it poppin’”
“Never be as nice”
[Commentary: Phrase]
Yeah what’s up? This big Phrase
You’re listenin’ to the Ill Al mixtape
I wanna shoutout all the writers ‘round Australia still doin’ their thing, gettin’ up
What’s up to [?] crew, L4
Shem, RDC, XD Boys
Every other writer in the country still burnin’ shit
RIP to [?], let’s go, Illy, tell ‘em where you from, uh