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rock mecca - tunnel visions lyrics

intro (spoken:)

(all my n-ggas raise it up right now..we gon raise this sh-t up right now. word to my motherf-ckin troops. yo this is real son. word. i want everybody to get the f-ck up out them seats. everybody come down to the front…)

(scratching:)

get on down
s’all get on down (x2)

verse 1:

before the sun rises
before the one night stands, the after-parties
before the flyers litter the floor
before the bottles on chill
become gl-ss shards and liquor spilled
before breathalyzers, broken rubbers, discarded pills
before the velvet rope turns to yellow tape
a few hours before the drunk girl awakes to holler rape
before he pops the trunk, stumbling drunk
parking lots become a western
and groupies head to the westin
it doesn’t really matter what happens before or after
these hours inside the club
where i rule the world like a master
i own the night, cold as ice
tell em’ i turn out the lights
blackin out
k!ll it my rivals might not survive the night

hook:

h-llraisin’
temperature blazin
i make it hot
any weather i’mma (raise it up)
(heat it up) (raise it up)
place is packed
heads in the back
can’t hear the track
tell the sound man to (raise it up)
(turn it up) (raise it up)
hands up
raised in the sky
just keep ‘em high
if you got a lighter (raise it up)
(fire it up) (raise it up)
east coast (raise it up)
up north (raise it up)
dirty south (raise it up)
west west (raise it up)

(scratching:)

get on down
s’all get on down (x2)

verse 2:

after the sun settles
after you gather your people and push pedal
after you make your way to the door
after the pat downs and searches
drugs and weapons, smuggled on your person
after fashionistas begin to surface
after the guest list, after the waiting in line
all the bystanders hanging out
flyers being handed out
dolce at the coat check
and sellers of raw
after the bouncers pocket half the revenue by the door
you see it doesn’t really matter
what happens before or after
these hours inside the club
where i rule the world like a master
i own the night, cold as ice
tell ‘em i turn off the lights
blackin out
k!ll it my rivals might not survive the night

(repeat hook & scratch)

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