Like a thief in the night
I, stay up late
Boogieman working hours are beyond great
Neon shakes, my thoughts race
The milk-ky ways, my work-space
Black ink on black skin, handwriting
Hand-gliding, type white shit
(Light it) (calmly)
This song you"ll worry (sorry)
That's a whole 'nother story
Back to the drawing board
What's really going on?
Should I write about life?
The shit that I'm on
Makes sound
By the candlelight
Ignite my flava, passion towards mics
No hype, only red "record"- light
We come nice with dope verses, we dumb tight
Son nice, done hung nights on a line
(Summertime) cross my mind, tha's fine
I'm past bedtime (bedtime)
Way past bedtime story (story)
Respect my ('spect my)
Late night blazed-up story
Night shift (night shift)
Gotta write shit
So inspiring, light up another one
One and another one, one
And another one
Yo
Verse two, bless you
You and yours, and of course hers too
No rehersal
I still pursue the cool Manu G's anticommercial
All the seeds purple, that'll do
For the night, han
D-write
Confront you
In the dark night, like "what you gon' do
When you run into
The rhyme-kicking nigga, sprittin'
Vicious, never quittin', never
Sentence written, it's death
Sentence"
Dig it?
I am the martial arts
Driven like beside mics
Let's get it
Don't stray off guard
Never let 'em catch you way off guard
It'll pay out eventually
Trust my word, it was all meant to be
I'm past bedtime (bedtime)
Way past bedtime story (story)
Respect my ('spect my)
Late night blazed-up
Night shift (night shift)
Gotta write shit
So inspiring, light up another one, one and another one, one and another one
I fell in love with Mary J. without the blige
She saw me rush, so I'm dealing with a bunch of
You had me flying high, dropped me back down
Your melody, matching to our sound
Light up another one