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GRIP GRAND PRESENTS BIGGIE BLUNT lyrics : "Lights Out"

its been a long time
its been too long
Biggie been long in the tooth like most fellas

get a ride in a thong
All grown up now
no more nights out on the town

on a permanent come down
so dont come round
these parts

no more
and where'd you get your
rhymes from

the dork store
youre Folklore
whatd you bring a fork for

Im from Cote D'iove
and my minds still lost on an island not far
from here

here take the wheel and steer
while I get us another round of beers
heres to the good times cheers

and for many more for many years
yes I guess you could say I blessed full
yes the blessid be those who are grateful

a late night stroll
take a chance make it dance
on some late night roll

up all night on some straight ye o
Look into her eyes
boy you are beautiful

Next Up DOOM in a Musical
Me I went ta Music School
and played by the rules

and made fist fulls of cash to make young cats drool
so you tell me...
who's the real fool

and whose the real tool
I make my money and Im still cool
Forever and ever Biggie Blunt's the Name that will RULE

so sit down take a seat or take a stool
like a loser who thought he was cool
Im like Ron Burgandy Jumping in the pool

Always change my flow up keepin em guessing
been coming to the same party for years
and in no way in that depressin

I roll my own blunts at sess sessions
I get high each day without regressin
I always gotta keep my style progressin

and treat this rap game like a profession
but definitely we need to fill a dutch with weed
youll get there too son

eventually
I played by the rules and now Im Free
always spitting

always on the run in the city
always got a gat with me
and fine lady sitting next me

and try not ta get playa hattin to the best of me
I got this rap %#@! wrapped just up like a disease
n-word please

you just think we have these mercedes on lease?
we bought this %#@! and plan to keep it
well at least for this weekend

or until I see this freak again
in the sheets again
all I needs my friend

is a padded piece of a paper and a pen
and a shot a jameson with a chaser of 2 heinekens
and two fine ladies ta leave home with

it pays to break the law
it never pays ta snitch
never smack up a ho

only change up my pitch
­check out my microphone
never leave home without it

I doubt it
I dont know what ya heard
most rappers these days I flip the bird
Most of the things they say absurd
worse yet

its like theyre god sent
like they just awesome
but Nah Son!
that's just a hunch
now take a ride and buy the lunch!

now thats
1 for the money
2 for the show
3 ta get ready
Now go cat go

cats So obsessed with hatin that they forgot the flow
now youre not in the know
anyhow ya got no know how
ya aint got beef now go eat grass like a cow
Lights Out

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