Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
So just shut your mouth!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
Can you feel it now?
We're calling you out!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lifestyles of the young,
And the reckless.
Checked in the real world,
That don't ask questions.
Dodging them bullets,
Like a fucked up western.
Drag you on a rope,
Till you're choked out senseless.
Kings are crowned,
We're the best around.
Got an underground army,
Yeah we holding it down.
We built our base,
And what we found,
It takes blood and sweat,
And always moving a crowd.
No skill,
When you've gone the fast way.
Let me see you dance,
Run from the AK.
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Bullshit,
Now he's dropping names.
Who you know, what you do,
It all sounds the same.
A piece of advice,
Quit dropping mine.
You'll be gone way before,
It even is your time.
Like a stripper in a cage,
Making minimum wage,
You'll be gone like a dollar bill,
Hitting the stage!
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Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
So just shut your mouth!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
Can you feel it now?
We're calling you out!
Who the fuck are you now?
I'mma light your ass up,
'Cause you ain't got what it takes.
Your crew's riding my nuts,
They'll tell you how my dick tastes.
Yeah I'm shitfaced,
In all black looking creepy.
It's Charlie Scene,
This shit is way too easy.
I'mma give it to you quick,
Going straight to your throat.
Or put the burner in your mouth,
To turn you in to a ghost.
All these people making music,
With nothing to show.
Who doesn't have a band?
Shit I don't know.
What kind of sane person,
Drops his own name?
What kind of sane person,
Boos his own band off stage?
What kind of sane person,
Drops a verse like this?
These damn meds ain't working,
I'm just too damn sick.
Just you coming out here,
Has gotten me provoked.
Now I'mma cut your ass up,
Like a line of coke.
I'mma roll your crew up,
Like a fat ass roach.
And put you in my ashtray,
'Cause you just got smoked!
Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
So just shut your mouth!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
Can you feel it now?
We're calling you out!
Who the fuck are you now?
Another classic case you crash and burn!
And it's true!
You're dead wrong!
It's "Lights Out" your last song!
The world has turned its face you'll never learn!
And it's true!
You're dead wrong!
It's "Lights Out" your last song!
Walls closing in, they're falling down!
Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
So just shut your mouth!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
Can you feel it now?
We're calling you out!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
Can you feel it now?
We're calling you out!
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
Who the fuck are you now?
Who the fuck are you now?
Lights out!
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