ONEFOUR (stylised in all caps) are an Australian drill and rap group origin… Read Full Bio ↴ONEFOUR (stylised in all caps) are an Australian drill and rap group originating from the Western Sydney suburb of Mount Druitt. They are regarded by many as the pioneers of drill-rap in Australia. Paving the way for the Australian Drill scene, heavily influenced by the drill scenes of the UK and New York. The group consists of 5 core members, Spenny, YP, Celly, Lekks, and Jemz. YP and Jemz are brothers.
In The Beginning
ONEFOUR Lyrics
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(Ay, got way too many to mention)
(Ay) gotcha (ay)
In the beginning, it was only me and the gang (true)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna rap, deal, sing, and loot
(Rap, deal, sing, and loot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot)
They send my young ghee home same night our opps got sent to the ER (they did)
They want that smoke but all just choke that place, they puff that shisha (haha)
I don't post 'bout drillings, I do them numerous times, that side got ruined (of course)
News reports about all our bruddas
Like, who the fuck are they foolin? (Who?)
Grab that stick tryna hit that home run (fuck)
If you ask 'bout who we drilled
Then come on bah we got no-one, no, evidence will they show us (no)
Testimony from no-one, no, we don't know about those ones (no way)
They look the part, but they poser, no respawn when this game is over
Them boys some frauds, that side no good lad they don't ride for no cause, they some dogs
We done taken your mate now come take back what is yours
Sending shots they drop and they crawl
That side call the cops when they fall
Us boys got no love for the law
We bend them blocks on opps when we walk (ay, ay, ay)
Shit don't stop my people must eat, got mouths to feed and people to sleep
We shoot shots and back up our beefs
Send young ones 'round to circle your street (Where they at?)
We say war, they herdle like sheep
They come forth, we burn 'em and leave
Big 45. a burger and ghees
We shoot they jump like hurdles in streets
No callin' police (no way), duckin' and weavin' indeed
No love for the enemy, leave 'em deceased (Gone)
They send all my bros overseas, 'cause we bring the energy out of the streets (free 'em)
Still waitin' on bro's release
Trap, drill, and repeat
Trap, drill and repeat, 'til the drill is complete (ay, ay)
In the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) in the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin' (uh)
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot)
These gronks ain't earned a spot in this game (never)
We make moves, while they ride our wave (huh)
There's too many times that we've gone the distance and knocked them back in their place
Don't get lippy bras, it ain't safe, bridge up you'll see the risks that I'll take (bridge up lad)
My side's out here drillin' the most that's why there's half of us in that cage
If you wanna stop me, come and knock me, twenty-seven gang we drillin' them properly (two-seven)
Them boys there be doing it softly (pussy)
They hate, but then they all copy (cat, cat)
Bad boys come our way, bad boys stay
My man play no game, trapped in a bad boy way
Bad boys hate, bowl took a bad boys plate
Order a keg at the bar, whip up so, trigger a keg at the car
Twist on the key til it start
We never far, we racking up at The Star
Call me a heavy my bah, Spenny my bah, ready for any my bah (any my bah), I want the money my bah
Push on my bah, La Vida Loca my bah
They talk 'bout drillin' (they talk shit), but deep down they know we're winning
Come to the block, get got, get chopped this beef won't stop 'til all of my opps get knocked
What? Think I'm a gronk?
Eetswa tell 'em meet up, let's do this, ah
Only drillers for the music
What the fuck, are you stupid?
Fuck all the others, pray for my brothers
Go all the way and I swear on my mothers (mothers, ay mothers)
If that side want smoke then we smoking 'em like they're running
Then I swear to god they all runners (they're runners)
And I don't gotta take no trips no more
They can deal with my youngins (my youngins)
And they still come back and complain, tellin' me, "Why the fuck you keep running?"
But that's nothing new (nothing new)
Like how much times do we ride and the opp's got put on the news? (How much?)
And how much times do we step and the opp got sent to ICU?
Twenty-one what? But one got knocked
Gangs still out tryna make that two
Really been out here since the beginning
It was only me and the gang (gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) in the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna
They all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot)
(Ay) gotcha (ay)
In the beginning, it was only me and the gang (true)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna rap, deal, sing, and loot
(Rap, deal, sing, and loot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
They send my young ghee home same night our opps got sent to the ER (they did)
They want that smoke but all just choke that place, they puff that shisha (haha)
I don't post 'bout drillings, I do them numerous times, that side got ruined (of course)
News reports about all our bruddas
Like, who the fuck are they foolin? (Who?)
Grab that stick tryna hit that home run (fuck)
If you ask 'bout who we drilled
Then come on bah we got no-one, no, evidence will they show us (no)
Testimony from no-one, no, we don't know about those ones (no way)
They look the part, but they poser, no respawn when this game is over
Them boys some frauds, that side no good lad they don't ride for no cause, they some dogs
We done taken your mate now come take back what is yours
Sending shots they drop and they crawl
That side call the cops when they fall
Us boys got no love for the law
We bend them blocks on opps when we walk (ay, ay, ay)
Shit don't stop my people must eat, got mouths to feed and people to sleep
We shoot shots and back up our beefs
Send young ones 'round to circle your street (Where they at?)
We say war, they herdle like sheep
They come forth, we burn 'em and leave
Big 45. a burger and ghees
We shoot they jump like hurdles in streets
No callin' police (no way), duckin' and weavin' indeed
No love for the enemy, leave 'em deceased (Gone)
They send all my bros overseas, 'cause we bring the energy out of the streets (free 'em)
Still waitin' on bro's release
Trap, drill, and repeat
Trap, drill and repeat, 'til the drill is complete (ay, ay)
In the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) in the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin' (uh)
All of a sudden they all wanna bang
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot)
These gronks ain't earned a spot in this game (never)
We make moves, while they ride our wave (huh)
There's too many times that we've gone the distance and knocked them back in their place
Don't get lippy bras, it ain't safe, bridge up you'll see the risks that I'll take (bridge up lad)
My side's out here drillin' the most that's why there's half of us in that cage
If you wanna stop me, come and knock me, twenty-seven gang we drillin' them properly (two-seven)
Them boys there be doing it softly (pussy)
They hate, but then they all copy (cat, cat)
Bad boys come our way, bad boys stay
My man play no game, trapped in a bad boy way
Bad boys hate, bowl took a bad boys plate
Order a keg at the bar, whip up so, trigger a keg at the car
Twist on the key til it start
We never far, we racking up at The Star
Call me a heavy my bah, Spenny my bah, ready for any my bah (any my bah), I want the money my bah
Push on my bah, La Vida Loca my bah
They talk 'bout drillin' (they talk shit), but deep down they know we're winning
Come to the block, get got, get chopped this beef won't stop 'til all of my opps get knocked
What? Think I'm a gronk?
Eetswa tell 'em meet up, let's do this, ah
Only drillers for the music
What the fuck, are you stupid?
Fuck all the others, pray for my brothers
Go all the way and I swear on my mothers (mothers, ay mothers)
If that side want smoke then we smoking 'em like they're running
Then I swear to god they all runners (they're runners)
And I don't gotta take no trips no more
They can deal with my youngins (my youngins)
And they still come back and complain, tellin' me, "Why the fuck you keep running?"
But that's nothing new (nothing new)
Like how much times do we ride and the opp's got put on the news? (How much?)
And how much times do we step and the opp got sent to ICU?
Twenty-one what? But one got knocked
Gangs still out tryna make that two
Really been out here since the beginning
It was only me and the gang (gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
All of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) in the beginning, it was only me and the gang (gang, gang)
Introduced this country to drillin'
All of a sudden they all wanna
They all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot) all of a sudden they all wanna trap, drill, ching, and shoot
(Trap, drill, ching, and shoot)
The lyrics to ONEFOUR's "In the Beginning" capture the essence of the Australian drill culture and the group's role in pioneering it. In the first verse, the lyrics convey a feeling of ownership and pride as the author claims that they introduced the country to drillin'. However, the verse also highlights the dangers of the scene, as they mention young ghees being sent home even as opponents are sent to the ER. The chorus repeats that in the beginning, it was only the author and the gang, but suddenly, everyone seems to want to join in and be a part of the drill culture. The second verse is aggressive and demonstrates the group's disdain for the police, but also acknowledges that the beef won't stop until all the opponents are knocked down. The final verse raps about the group's history and its continued growth, while also highlighting the differences between their authentic drill culture and the fake, poser versions.
Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Darold D. Brown, Jerome Misa, Kamron Lloyd Chevannes, Solo Tohi, Spencer Magalogo
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