Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Writers, artist - Blueprint. Album song Two-Headed Monster, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Weightless
Song language: English
Night Writers |
Yeah |
Fly shit |
Uh huh |
I wrote my first rhyme at school on a Saturday |
Stuck there for half a day all because I can’t behave |
Already upset 'cause I was up so early |
With other show outs that showed up at 7:30 |
To make matters worse, we had to turn in an assignment |
Now what we did wrong, so I decided I would rhyme it |
That’s when my mind went, time started flying |
Suddenly I was done and wondered where all the time went |
My first rhyme, I never thought I was headed |
Anywhere until my teacher cracked a smile when he read it |
Back then, that little validation got me so amped |
'Til now I travel 'round the nation rocking for fans |
Who I wax and ask when my next book coming out |
Amazed in many ways on what my pen’s brought about |
Humble beginnings but now I get to speak it with clout |
'Cause my name ring bells like schools letting out |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«Stayed up late to write some rhymes to some rhythms» |
«See, with the pen I’m extreme» |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«I-I write it down and I watch it blow up» |
«We the night writers» |
Wifey says I get cold and icy |
Like I might be destressed if I don’t write nightly |
Turn a couple pages in my psyche, maybe I be understood |
I’m not allowed to put a price upon the livelihood |
I tapped the buttons 'til the sun is coming up |
And tryna glimpse through these basement windows |
Ground level, 26 symbols |
A keyboard, a pencil, send some smoke signals |
Gotta write it all the way instead of throw it all away |
'Cause I don’t know no other way, okay? |
Whether or not any whoever heard the verse won’t sway |
On how I measure giving worth to these words today |
It’s what it takes to escape and put my mind right |
Let the lightning strike or go linear line for line |
And even when there ain’t a limelight I might |
Still write rhymes about writing these rhymes |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«Stayed up late to write some rhymes to some rhythms» |
«See, with the pen I’m extreme» |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«I-I write it down and I watch it blow up» |
«We the night writers» |
It’s like a maze how these lines are shaped to design |
Graduated from college writing papers and rhymes |
African Studies got an A in, people, power, and politics |
Then followed it with grad school at the U on a scholarship |
5 vowels, 26 letters, 21 consonants |
Played in 196 countries on 7 continents |
Bright nights, my mind’s a night light, the beats resume the boom |
My window from how the light’s bright, it’s like room’s a moon |
I assume you goons buffoons, you meet your doom you’re soon |
In a tomb like old westerns meet at salloons at noon |
You brought a knife to a gunfight, we the night writers |
I’m an assault rifle, you a knife fighter |
I’m a laptop, you a typewriter |
Against us with highlighters you couldn’t write brighter |
You never edit mine, I better so nevermind |
Every line I got credit for got me in good credit line |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«Stayed up late to write some rhymes to some rhythms» |
«See, with the pen I’m extreme» |
«I write in the night to bring truth to the light» |
«S-s-sacrifice things like no sleep» |
«I-I write it down and I watch it blow up» |
«We the night writers» |