Lights Out

[Intro] Daddy, turn the lights out Now you can’t see me [Hook] Spinning, spinning, round and round Drop the needle, soak in the sound Prepare to listen, don’t you dare turn it down Do me a favor, turn around, and cut the lights out Oh cut the lights out Oh cut the lights out Like a fairytale, cut the lights out [Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9] Yeah, drama can come one, come all We ‘bout it, some rise and some fall But, us fall? We doubt it out We stylin’, G tops and candy paint Me and vicious riding side by side, we lookin’ like the gumball 3000 And we boundin’ toast wine to this life Singing Michael Jackson, Paul Mccartney the girl is mine to the white And when the time or when it’s nice, I tangle with my own criminal mind I’m in the bind but, I’m only intertwined with the mic ‘Bout to take it back to when rapping was immaculate I’m here ‘cause of my acument, flying off on the tour Now I’m in that dirty mansion looking at my bags A bunch of bitches in here vacuuming and I ain’t talking about the floor May my next move be my best move and may these bitches never bounce And may they keep coming like my checks do And may father time order me another round As your mind keeps spinning around in this smoking lounge [Hook] [Bridge 1] (x2) We’re going back in the basement like back in time When we looped the record, let it run And write a rhyme, like the days of way back The days before trap, the days before any record contract We’re going back [Hook] [Bridge 2] Today is a new day, to find the old way Of how we used to be when we’re alone It’s been so hollow and full of sorrow We’ve cut each other right to the bone You remember, our first December Stayed August in that basement, you and me Although it’s hazy, we’re still that crazy My pool of youth is that basement, you and me [Hook] [Outro] (x4) Time keep on slippin’ Take a second, just listen, nigga Auditory and visionary Take a hit and just keep on tickin’