Lights Out

Lyrics

[Intro: Complete] Yeah I got some friends with me Australia to Canada, maple Vegemite baby, ha [Refrain: Complete] West to East, North to South You better what you're talking about Rest in peace, if you're in doubt It's lights out when we say so [Verse 1: Complete] More importantly, warn the warden the Ward is back We form a pack and we waterboard the supporting act We storm the flat of a dormant dorm like some morbid Mormons Walking door to door with some chloroform for a naughty nap I oughta, grab a hoard of mortars and launch attackas This ain't a track, it's the taunted thoughts that my trauma's trapped A torture pad full of war assortments and sport endorsements Swords and saucepans, corpses cornered with Warner plaques [Verse 2: Kryple] Oh shit, I bet that they flexing extra hard And you dress the part of a twelve year old with a credit card I set the bar like I'm the spar with the best so far Y'all more out of place than expensive cars in a wreckage yard Y'all gon' think I switched the settings how I changed the game Guess I'm gluten-free cuz I'm always going against the grain And it goes beyond saying that they say my name Y'all gon' pay to play, I get paid to the play so we ain't the same [Verse 3: Omac] Was Grinch green as Christmas tress but knew I had this gift in me Like Happy Meals from Mickey Ds, a toy but I was pickle free From feeling like the Phillipines to feeling like the Middle East I'd no longer have inner peace or get ahead like guillotines Godzilla once I'd hit the streets, haters they would pray we fell You'd think my son's Saddam Hussain cos I was raising hell While I'd shake the world, disgraces tried to take my bell They make me laugh when they grab the mic like Dave Chappelle [Verse 4: Dig] I'm one of the best, there ain't no doubt in mind, at least no doubt in mine You're out of line like kids colouring books if you doubt that I'm Not about to fly out this fucking like the Falcon Nine Y'all are tap water, I'm alkaline with an ounce of lime A bit bitter, I'll son these rappers like Chris Rivers Sent your big sister a dick picture and her lips quivered I'm known to get under your skin like a thick sliver Bitch make me a sandwich with salt and vinegar chips in 'er [Verse 5: Defekt] It's very scary when I write my raps, they're legendary Better prep the cemeteries when I send 'em dead and buried I'm a sinner and the resident of the seven deadly Taking more bodies than this epiedemic evidently They claim they're hard and say they're real, they're tryna make their mark But half of y'all wouldn't play basketball to take a charge I'm razor sharp, I'm a ninja with serrated stars And my brain is smart, I could cut you with a blade of grass [Verse 6: Junk] I'm on of the illest like ever, I'll fuck up a building I enter You suckers are feeling the pressure, I'm coming to get it like what are you getting The money, the chicken, the cheddar? Whatever they calling it now Just fill up the duffle with dollar amounts Like Nipsey, I hustled in all of my town I did it, I done it, I've gotten it down To a pristine science so realize it King of the freestylers, y'all act too much I really make a scene I'm a screen writer, a beast in a street cypher, lights out If there's beef, I'm unleashing this meat grinder, peace [Verse 7: Mysc] It's the foul symbolic, alcoholic, shrouded in a cloud of chronic Drowning in the powder tonic, nobody knows just how to stop it But my style us down and polished This is for the doubters with a mouth of bollocks, it's in my genes to be out of pocket I'm coming up on the D-low, so I gotta be incognito It's getting Heat-ed like the scene Pacino did De Niro You can't even reach the peak, let alone meet your chick's libido The Mysc that we know's back and all you've got's a bigger ego [Verse 8: Ebenezer] Yeah I'm the best kept secret that this game has Man, I drop more bodies than a plash crash Have you running for the Lord like you Craig Mack It's hard to hear you screaming over 'top the gauge blast I got the stick in the back like I'm Trey Stacks Or Austin Matthews when I'm sliding out in Ajax All my life I've been walking on these same tracks Tryna find my way back, looking for some payback, ASAP [Verse 9: Dekstah] It's that black belt in origami, all the whores in Bali treat me like I'm Paul McCartney Even though back home I can't even afford a Parmi I'm awkward, nasty and I fought an army Well, the salvation army staff, now all of their stores have barred me But when I rap on beats, I smash emcees with literature Coz I never run out of bars like paraplegic prisoners And listeners don't like you brother, nothing there's advanced It's not up to par like your mother wears the pants, motherfucker [Verse 10: Merkules] Look Before I crash the party, I got morbid thoughts inside me Changed my name to Trampoline, the way I'm known to catch a body Watch me snort a tab of Molly mixed with coke and acid While I drive a Lamborghini backwards till I roll right off the highway I'm a sick fucker, lips puckered, ya bitch loves it I might fist fuck her till next Friday, I'm Chris Tucker Got a big budget, I got money falling out the seams Of therse twenty dollar jeans while I'm walking down the street Left the loony bin in a taxi, move over I need a seat Then they kicked out the car 'cause they thought I was Complete Bitch it's Merk [DJ Scratches - Uncool Sam]