Night time in winter, it has a certain atmosphere I enter, the outer with a leash on my staffordshire Clasping my right hand, my mask is a darkness My hoody and my headphones are the b-boy battlegear My walkman grinds a tape that's been in there since the night before A rapper makes a statement that sends shivers down my spinal chord
Soul is in my walkman, and spirits in my step ah Leash is in my right hand and my pocket hugs my left ah Night has so much power, when I step I feel the streets scream It's just a light shower but the rain, it makes the streets steam It all seems familiar, I know that I've been here before I notice an engravement on the pavement I made years before The statement from before, finds it's way back into my mind
Inspired, my mind's fired up with subconscious freestyle rhymes I fall into my own world, my status is trance like I haven't felt like this in ages, well that is since last night Like a sadas with a glass, but I exhale tragedy And gradually, start to inhale positivity The dignity in knowing that you have no regrets And everything you have and own is built through your own sweat
And toil, keep it moving, keep on burning midnight oil And as I walk the night, my nikes leave impressions in the soil I check for cars and cross the road, cause I've finally found a pay phone I pick up the receiver and I'm greeted by the dial tone The night has so much power, I want to be a part of it It's just a light shower and I'm walking through the heart of it The night time realm, I'm overwhelmed by the atmosphere My hoody and my headphones are the b-boy battlegear
The night has so much power...
It's just a light shower...
The night time realm...
My hoody and my...
"b-boy battlegear"
Hello How you going mate? It's matty Yeah How you doing? Not bad, what are you up to? Um not much man, just kicking back, writing a few rhymes, trying to figure out what to do tonight About what time? Whenever man Alright, we should hook up, I'll drop round Yeah cool Alright, umm I'll come around in about an hour then Yep Ok See ya then mate Chill Chill
Compositores: Barry John Mannie Francis (Debris), Matthew David Lambert, Daniel Howe Smith, Ben John Hare ECAD: Obra #5728340