Blue Lights (Freestyle)

[Chorus: Jorja Smith] If you've done nothing wrong Blue lights should just pass you by (Maybe even fairy lights) [Verse 1: Zane Smith] I'm tired of being a fan, killed yo favorite rappers I got blood on my hands, the name is Zane Smith See I'm a bad man, killing off careers And stealing all yo fans, better recognize Who I am, that verbal rap assassin Take yo favorite rappers, line em up, bar-for-bar Flip em upside down and backwards When I say I'm rapping, I'm talking rhythm and poetry I'm the best of the best, nobody's coming close to me I be spittin out philosophies, Edgar Allan to Socrates Ain't nobody stopping me, like Muhammad Ali "I am the greatest" Save yo opinion, no question, I ain't debating I sat back and waited, listening, learning, spectating Real patient, but I had enough, I can't take it Listen to yo self, tell me what you hear I spit more real in one verse most do a whole career Speaking on ups and downs, the life we live, hopes and fears I know it's all subjective, can you tell me what it is Genius, they must be a whiz, like Marcel Duchamp, take a piss and call it art, that's what really Breaks my heart think it's all fun and games But shawty I take it serious, I don't just wanna play it I need to hear it and feel it, I love me some nice Melodies and great lyrics, talk to my spirit Say something to my soul, Imma take the crown Take the throne, I'm the new rap king With my queen overseas, Zane and Jorja Smith Gone head, shawty sing [Verse 2: Jorja Smith] Gun crime into your right ear Drugs and violence into your left Default white headphones flooding the auditory Subconscious waves you accept You're sitting on the 4 back home "Where you at, G? Answer your phone!" Pause the poison to answer his message Your boy sounds rushed, fears for his adolescence [Chorus] (I wanna turn those blue lights) What have you done? (Into strobe lights) There's no need to run (Not blue flashing lights) If you've done nothing wrong (Maybe fairy lights) Blue lights should just pass you by