Lyrics:
beneath our feet,
Every beat’s a heart's retreat.
Hands up, as the DJ plays,
Lost in the summer’s blaze.
(Refrain)
Feel the pulse of the summer night,
Neon
it still be the same
Neon lights
Midnight drives
Cruising by
Through the city
No plan in sight
Just the sparkle in your eyes
4 AM
Summer nights
Thanks and no, and even though I'm touched, I am older,
47,516. all I need's a flexed wrist,
Stupid djs would give their right arm to be
Man f'real I love bein' from the Dirty South man
It made me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today
The grinder, the baller, the gangster
give it to me
[DJ Quik:]
C'mon, we can go to my house, we don't need the hotel
Now lay down by my fireplace and drink Sip & Dale
While I massage
their homage day and night
Every day I hear a lot of tired shopping feet
But come tonight they will be dancing in the neon lights
Dazzled by the crazy
Hu
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by and still I try
No rest for cross tops in my mind
On my
DJ Drama, what's happening?
(Mr thanksgiving) Gansta Grillz
Gucci! Drizzy Drake and Gucci
It's Gucci! What's happening?
(I'm shivering) Burr!
DJ
"Well, who is 'Biggie Smalls'?"
Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
Got my DJ Fifty Grand in the house
You know what I'm saying
I'ma nice long
Flashin' like wildfire
My insides rise, I start to feel paralyzed
Let out a sigh
A melody blew by like an ancient war cry
Sunlight hit the trees
It really
I never would be
He's leaning out of the frame
His face is twisted and wild
His blood is punishing me
I am forever a child
Watching my shadow recede
at the ground
I hear your voice when the trees make a sound
You levitate me when I'm falling down
When I want to be missing I am found
I see you face when I
that's on my shoulders
I puff these trees
I know one day
This gon' blow over
Can't tell me how a judge
Play shit however they wanna
When shit too hot
kekwanu
Eh baby no break am o ee
You bending like Beckham
I wan see you shake am o
Hey! Et je m'appelle commandant
Zabra je m'impose sur
Tous les beats de
Feeling high across the neon sky, dancing alone to my lullabies
I've been venturing by myself, I don't need to feel admired
My heart is vast like
to get on neon motorbikes
I am trying ride this shit like it is fucking Tron
Right now I am in new studio
On Logic Pro, I am no foolio, damn
Rest in peace
me no no
Because I no get e motor
Dem dey used to hate me
All the same people don they hail me
All the marketers want to pay me
All the club DJs don
I am running on the moon
The floor is the moonlight
Pretty shades for the blue
Neon highlights
Moonlight, coming from the floor
Am I looking at this
is all by chance
And I'm telling stories to enhance
There's no need to plan it out
Or to add to your list a load of doubt
Leave all that shit
it by noon
Smoke trees in Orlando, that's Orlando Bloom
But I don't be acting there's really no room
These niggas be capping they scared of they doom
live my life as I want am
Jumping over the hurdles all by myself
I don't need no storms now (No be today)
E don tey wey yarnsh don dey dey for back (No
you despise)
Envy this emcees magnitude (so realize)
The MC emceed (the DJ deejayed 'em)
Until the next time I keep you steppin' to the A.M.
Two
'Cause we belong together
Who am I gonna lean on when times get rough?
Who's gon' talk to me 'til the sun comes up?
Who's gon' take your place? There
fucking head
If you're not back by dawn
I'm gonna skull fuck you all
Beaten senseless left for feral's
I am the last lone wonderer
They had their lives
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