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(Suffa:) |
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Night time in winter, it has a certain atmosphere |
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I enter, the outer with a leash on my Staffordshire |
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Clasping my right hand, my mask is a darkness |
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My hoody and my headphones are the B-Boy Battlegear |
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My walkman grinds a tape that's been in there since the night before |
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A rapper makes a statement that sends shivers down my spinal chord |
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Soul is in my walkman, and spirits in my step ah |
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Leash is in my right hand and my pocket hugs my left ah |
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Night has so much power, when I step I feel the streets scream |
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It's just a light shower but the rain, it makes the streets steam |
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It all seems familiar, I know that I've been here before |
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I notice an engravement on the pavement I made years before |
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The statement from before, finds it's way back into my mind |
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Inspired, my mind's fired up with subconscious freestyle rhymes |
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I fall into my own world, my status is trance like |
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I haven't felt like this in ages, well that is since last night |
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Like a Sadas with a glass, but I exhale tragedy |
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And gradually, start to inhale positivity |
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The dignity in knowing that you have no regrets |
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And everything you have and own is built through your own sweat |
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And toil, keep it moving, keep on burning midnight oil |
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And as I walk the night, my Nikes leave impressions in the soil |
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I check for cars and cross the road, cause I've finally found a pay phone |
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I pick up the receiver and I'm greeted by the dial tone |
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The night has so much power, I want to be a part of it |
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It's just a light shower and I'm walking through the heart of it |
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The night time realm, I'm overwhelmed by the atmosphere |
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My hoody and my headphones are the B-Boy Battlegear |
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The night has so much power... |
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It's just a light shower... |
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The night time realm... |
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My hoody and my... (echoes) |
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"B-Boy Battlegear" (x8) |
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(Phone call:) |
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Hello |
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How you going mate? |
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It's Matty |
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Yeah |
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How you doing? |
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Not bad, what are you up to? |
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Um not much man, just kicking back, writing a few rhymes, trying to figure out what to do tonight |
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About what time? |
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Whenever man |
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Alright, we should hook up, I'll drop round |
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Yeah cool |
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Alright, umm I'll come around in about an hour then |
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Yep |
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Ok |
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See ya then mate |
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Chill |
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Chill |