City Lights

Lyrics

[Intro: Mista Lawnge] Yeah! Yeah! One time for your mind, Black Sheep's gonna shine! Black Sheep's gonna shine, one time for your mind! Come on! Yeah, come on! [Verse 1: Mista Lawnge] Here comes a hundred watts of force I shine and blind but don't feel remorse I burn of course, nigga I know you see so many lights but remember which Yo, I'm the big nigga, the one with no dimmer switch Others are real weak from the powers I use That's why your ass is in the dark when I blow a fuse Open your eyes, surprise! You let us in You want relief then go beef with Con Edison "Bright light! Bright light!", I know your eyes are filled with tears Because Polygram paid my bill for years When they drew up the contract in fact Now I drop science like '3, 2, 1, contact!' This is the real deal, never get the imitator Cause when I black out my backup generator Kicks in, then I win again Cause I know your retina's getting the glow from the light I send I'm all around and you can't hide from me, kid Yo, I could burn a fucking hole through your eyelid Sunshine couldn't get with the genuine Nine point five watt Mista Lawnge powerline [Chorus: Dres, (Mista Lawnge)] x2 Hitting new heights (Take it to the top) Flashing with the brights (Cos the shit don't stop) With all of your might (For the cream of the crop) Flood the city lights (And the sound: hip-hop) [Verse 2: Dres] Gleam in the eye con brighter than a peon Flashing like an icon, shining like neon Brightly blessed cause not every light shines In these times I rhyme scams and utility crimes So carry my torch, word up, pleasure like soft I won't kick your light but your ass is cut off No need to conserve, Dres can radiate great I illuminate plate after plate for the slate So blow a fuse if you choose, the sure shot will riff Shine like the sun cause, uh, I eclipse Water, as to to my flow intensity: I shine with sharp precision or I flood everyone next to me Ecstacy, somewhat a complexity In the city it started, just like a candle on your table And now damn, I jam, I slam, I jumpstart cars without as much as a cable No fable, I'm able, I'm willing, I'm chilling So rate a greater imagine-ator in your 'fridgerator Give me a drag, high like twilight In the buddha funk my rhymes are ultra-bright So touch this, come on, I got my finger in the socket I shock shit, it's bugged, I'm plugged, I can rock it Raw, no flaw, no surgeon semantics The firearms laws in translucent schematics Me and Mista on your transistor So don't resist the chance to pump your fist, I Got a Legion of votes if you can't act right And Mista's got my back like a track, right [Chorus: Mista Lawnge, (Dres)] x2 Hitting new heights (Take it to the top) Flashing with the brights (Cos the shit don't stop) With all of your might (For the cream of the crop) Flood the city lights (And the sound: hip-hop) [Verse 3: Mista Lawnge] I'm like the sun to Dracula or light to Gizmo I'm bad for your health somewhat like sampling to Biz, yo Please redeem from causing a scene, my flash is mean Yo, you'll have to get a team and some Visine 'You wear your sunglasses at night' Cause the Sugar Dick Daddy shines bright right You're gonna need a lot more votes to see me The Lawnge one but you're wrong, son, not even G.E Could get with me you fucking nitwit See, when it comes to compete the Sheep has got the monopoly How many suckers does it take to unscrew me? Review me then run and get your crew and try to do me You see my ass is tight then you wonder why Well, it's impossible like unscrewing the sun from the fucking sky Bing! I've got an idea, come over here Sing all of my hits then step to the rear, nigga [Chorus: Dres, (Mista Lawnge)] x2 Hitting new heights (Take it to the top) Flashing with the brights (Cos the shit don't stop) With all of your might (For the cream of the crop) Flood the city lights (And the sound: hip-hop)