(Uh!)

(Yeah)

(Murdrum)

(Oi, listen)

(Yeah)

It started on the District, a proper grimy mission, listen

Bare aggression at the session, teach a lesson, no discretion, it was written.

From the West End to the East End, man was moving for the P's,

Had the mandem on the DLR, we're dodging the police.

I was a young G from the gutter, gassed up, causing a scene,

Making moves up on the Northern line, my creps were looking clean.

Man, I saw a pagan posse acting hostile over Bank,

Gave my bruv the nod, the tension rose, his face went fully blank.

We were linking up a ting, a quick flip, a fast exchange,

Then we're dipping through the barriers before they rearrange.

This whole city's just a playground full of pleasure and of pain,

I'm the one who writes the rules here, making moves inside the rain, blud.

From the first touch-in at the barrier, the green light was the go

My whole damn life was running on that twenty-four-hour flow

One Day Travelcard. Bruv, One Day Travelcard

We bussed the zones from one to six, we went that fucking hard

We owned this town, we ran these tracks, we played a winning card

But that whole world expired at midnight and left a fucking scar

(Left a fucking scar)

Remember shutting down the Central, Stratford, that was us,

Left a wasteman in a bad way, didn't make a fuss.

It was a frantic, mad-hat dash, a chaotic, savage chase,

Had to switch up on the Jubilee to get back to my place.

Man, the coppers at Victoria were sniffing for a clue,

But we're already in a taxi, me and my loyal crew.

Every advert was a blur, every face was just a drone,

On that day I felt like Hades sitting on a metal throne.

The vibration of the tracks was like a deep and dark command,

Had the whole of London city in the palm of my hand.

Yeah, that Travelcard was power, it was total liberty,

A pass to raise some proper hell, for all the world to see, truss.

From the first touch-in at the barrier, the green light meant a war

My whole damn life was cashed in for that day and nothing more

One Day Travelcard. Bruv, One Day Travelcard

We bussed the zones from one to six, we went that fucking far

We owned this town, we ran these tracks, we played a winning card (yeah!)

But that whole world expired at midnight and left a fucking scar

Riding on the Overground, watching London glide below

I saw the towers, all the councils, all the seeds we had to sow

The possibilities were violence, the future was a test

But a ticket's got a time limit, it ain't a fucking guess

One Day Travelcard!

One Day Travelcard! Bruv, One Day Travelcard!

We bussed the zones from one to six, we went that fucking hard!

We owned this town, we ran these tracks, we played a winning card!

But that whole world expired at midnight and left a fucking scar!

Expired

Just expired

(Gone)