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Fight for the Lights

Album: single
By:
Passed Up

Duration

3:19

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

A mix of Hip Hop and dubstep perfect for any house party or club.

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Lyrics

You see there comes a time in a young persons life. When all bets are off. Rules no longer apply. And most of all, they mustn't be trusted. 3, 2, 1 Lets Go Chorus Move you can't hold me back any longer. Move the hesitation only makes me stronger. I, I know I'm ready. Ready to go tonight. As we move through the crowd and we fight for the lights. Verse 1 (MexicanMike) Sucked into the music with a bad witch, goblin and a broom stick. How you like my accent? West coast baby stop asking. Couple masks and flask. Lights and a dope act. I need more movement, cut the wall flowers and make way for the cool kids. (Tate) Sip what u can't afford. I'm at the table with a waitress down to pour. Running through bottles. Call me a mustang. When im on the mic I blow. Propane. Tate going insane. Voice in the brain. Can I get something so they go away. Feeling numb. Feeling numb. (MexicanMike) Give me the heartbeat. Bass, handclaps, and the energy. What's a jackpot, to a have not. Two bad chicks and a hotel key. Lights out picture that. Black lights and them bills on stack slow mo and I cock it back. No hands and she make it clap. Pre chorus Clap your hands I know you're with us x4 3, 2, 1, Lets Go Chorus Verse 2 (Tate) Put your hands really quick. Like I put the heat to your back with a full clip. Not here to rob. Wanna see you move. Fiending for lights. Need the shades of blue. Check 1 2. Am I coming in clear. Line em up hold em up. Yeah lets cheers. To fighting. Bright lights and the nights of excitement get hype and (MexicanMike) We off the rails like skaters. Nose grind, no faker. No fakie, late night, no Chelsea Lately. Couple high priced, drinks on ice. What I got is what she likes. I'm up all night off no sleep, no sleep, no sleep. (Tate) Ambien need ambulance. From vip I see alot of ants. Born to dance naw that ain't me. But she grabs my hand now we on the beat. Grinding moving. Love how she acts. I know im hers she know I'm hers when she make it clap. Pre chorus Chorus

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