Lights out!
Lights out!
Lights out!
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!
Lights out!
Lights out!
Lifestyles of the young,
And the reckless.
Checked in the real world,
That don't ask questions.
Dodging 'em bullets,
Like a fucked up western.
Drag you on a rope,
Till you're choked out senseless.
Kings of crown,
With the best around.
Got an underground army,
Yeah, we holding it down.
We built our base,
And what we found,
And to explore this way,
And always moving a crowd.
Lights out!
You're talking too loud!
So just shut your mouth!
Who the fuck are you now?
I'mma light your ass up,
'Cause you ain't got what it takes.
Your crew is 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 you quick,
Going straight to your throat.
I'll put the burner in your mouth,
And turn you into 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 offstage?
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's,
Got 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 Ill put you in my ashtray!
Lights out!
Lights out!
Lights out!
It's true,
You're dead wrong.
It's Lights Out,
Your last song!
It's true,
You're dead wrong.
It's Lights Out,
Your last song!
Lights out!
Lights out!
Lights out!
Lights out!

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