| Yeah
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| Gettin' right in the night time
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| Go and turn 'em up
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| Okay, so, uh
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| Yeah
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| Yo
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| Uh, tonight it’s going down
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| Put it through your speakers and turn on up the sound
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| We all searching for things to feel alive
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| It’s the reason why we seeking the prize
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| Yeah, we strive
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| But the night time is when we get lit
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| The moonlight towers above the bullshit
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| Put away your troubles, step into the night
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| Forget about your struggles, we 'bout to get right
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| Now come on
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| Now come on
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| Now come on
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| Can’t, can’t hold us back
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| Uh, not on this track, nah
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| Do it right, and do it tight
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| It’s all good, it’s now
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| Well, let’s get it, come on
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| Yo, uh
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| We running things we got each other till we drop
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| We never stop until we at the top
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| You know the plot, they aim to keep us out the game
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| We still remain, we strain to break up out the chains
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| They hold us down, we doing work in this town
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| Maneuver with the ultimate sound, tell 'em
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| We just gettin' started when the sunlight sets, connect
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| And check the rhyme and now you know what’s next
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| Y’all tonight’s our night
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| We’re doin' things right
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| Make it all connect
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| It’s our night tonight
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| Let’s get it
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| It’s our night tonight
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| Let’s get it
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| Don’t quit it, mmh
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| It’s our night tonight, let’s get it
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| Don’t quit it
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| We gon' take you far on this vibe
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| Let’s get it, uh
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| Uh-uh, let’s hit it, uh
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| Tonight it’s our night, uh
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| Yeah, and that’s right, uh
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| Yeah, now let’s get it, uh
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| And let’s hit it, uh, uh
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| And not quit it
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| It’s our night tonight, come on, come on
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| Okay so, uh
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| Verse one for the money, verse two for the show
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| We lightin' mic, it’s nice and so yeah people here we go
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| We run our lives like champions in chariots of fire
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| Here’s a message to pretenders, think it’s better to retire
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| You’ve never been alive so I gotta tell the truth
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| Every time I catch a body when I’m steppin' in the booth
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| You need to listen so lend a man your ears
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| Ain’t lookin' for permission, I’ve been doin' this for years
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| Cheers to competitors, I’d like to make a toast
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| 'Cause rhymin' over tracks is what I llike to do the most
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| Coast on these haters like I’m glidin' on the surf
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| Respectin' all your efforts in a loss for what it’s worth
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| We here to give birth to the funk
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| Now I’m hailin' from Atlanta where we kick the pop the trunk
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| But all of that in time could be washed away with grace
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| We makin' moves at night to navigate the time and space |