Lights On

[Chorus: Prince Rapid] Lights on, camera, action In the building, can you feel this? Now we're in the zone (Yeah, yeah) It goes Lights on, camera, action In the building, can you feel this? Now we're in the zone (Yeah, yeah) It goes Sqwad, Sqwad, 2012 [Verse 1: Dirty Danger] I gave my heart to the game My face to the fame; the stress to my brain Got me fucked up spitting this pain I'm letting off like an automatic gun with no aim I turned my back to the trap, rather sell raps than sell wraps Rather make racks with my tracks I'm fully focused, driver's seat, straight But I ain't tryna get undеrpaid and still have to pay tax I pray to God that he guides mе Every single day and nightly I'm hoping happiness and wealth finds me The devil's knocking at my door, he said he likes me But I don't like him 'cause I'm not like him And when I'm crying, he plays the violin Tryna get up in my cell Tell me that's the right way to go but I'm still here saying no The cars, the clothes, the money, the hoes Ask yourself if you really need 'em It's like a trap, this society, I need some freedom This ain't the same place that we used to call Eden (believe) Lights on, camera, action I wanna touch the world like my man Michael Jackson I wanna start a new life, I can feel my contractions I build it up from a fraction, uh [Verse 2: Slix] Uh, flow wavy but I've been sober lately Drinking water in the club to keep myself hydrated Cop Cîroc for all my n****s, champagne for my ladies Yellow models want my babies and we only got acquainted N****s think they're gully, go and catch a case Face time, next thing you know, they're singing like a tenor Uh, two years ago, I was locked up in a cellar Uh, now I'm on tour with '09's top seller How do we stay civil? It's a civil war We're fighting for them keys to the paranormal doors I'm tryna be what Socrates is to soccer, G (a legend) I'm tryna be what property is to Monopoly (an asset) I'm married to the money, call that shit monogamy All aboard this dictatorship, fuck the democracy We rest them all in peace, in loving memory (dead) Lay a flower wreath, pour some liquor, please Motherfuckers know I'm ill, only shoot to kill, yes, I will Flow major with or without a deal, highly blessed, yes, I feel Peter Piper picked a pepper but I picked a letter The hustle had me saying "jheeze" like Giggs, and I Been a flashy kid ever since "Anna" These haters on my (beep), let me live, can I? Going to war with everyone, the mic's my only ally Loyalty is everything, I'll die before I lie [Verse 3: Tinchy Stryder] Funny how they spend their days discussing all my income PRS, royalties, the Queen's head; I need some Used to rock Ed Hardy shades with the rings on Now I'm in a Nialaya chain fresh from Hong Kong Car with a nice top, black with a shine gloss Bought myself a white house, we labelled it the Ice Box Everything I spit and speak about, you know I'm living it Pass me, roll the chro', then lick it up, you smell the burning piff Catching up with Kelly Rowland and Max the presenter Said I'll strike a chord, I guess I got the X Factor Never seeking shortcuts, laidback with my feet up Back of the S-class, I give thanks to my chauffeur Fucking with some bosses, tailored suit, mobsters Connected to the higher power, welcome to the office Quicker with responses, ticking off the long list Bye bye, kiss kiss, seal it with some crosses Switch up the terminology when writing my biography Been in a different world to them, my phone's needing a canopy Maybe I'm the reason everybody's gotta face facts Startup and their records and their visuals and their press packs Tell my friends and family I thank them for supporting Pay them back with all my love, it's worth more than a fortune Tears of joy are drowning out the pain, monsoon I thank Lord for my fans, they're awesome [Chorus: Prince Rapid] Lights on, camera, action In the building, can you feel this? Now we're in the zone (Yeah, yeah) It goes Lights on, camera, action In the building, can you feel this? Now we're in the zone (Yeah, yeah) It goes