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LIGHTS GO OUT

from NY77 (11 Tracks) by NY77

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Gather round
Gather round for a night on the town
its goin down like,

Yeah yeah yeah
Chase the funk, chase the funk
And bottle it up
Yeah yeah yeah
Shake it up, shake it up
Throw the bottle and run
Yeah yeah yeah
Break the cuffs and take enough
Boy you better beware
'Cause when the lights go out, you gon' share

Lights out in Brooklyn, lights out in the Bronx
Everybody outside, let's go right some wrongs
The sidewalk's fillin' up endlessly
To see what the fuck is up in the NYC
It's been a hot summer, jobs are in the gutter
The Son of Sam runnin' round, poppin' off another
People stretched tight to the breakin' point
All we need is one night to fuckin' blaze this joint

Yeah yeah yeah
Chase the funk, chase the funk
And bottle it up
Yeah yeah yeah
Shake it up, shake it up
Throw the bottle and run
Yeah yeah yeah
Break the cuffs and take enough
Boy you better beware
'Cause when the lights go out, you gon' share

First we gonna hit the electronics store
'Cause my power's out so all my shit don't work no more
Then we grabbin' turntables and a speakerbox
Strangers helping with the load knowing teamwork rocks
The party's kickin' off, I don't see no cops
All I see's a starvin' city just lickin' its chops
So better hide while we seek out the next place to freak out
A hundred heads deep, man, your cage can't keep out

Yeah yeah yeah
Chase the funk, chase the funk
And bottle it up
Yeah yeah yeah
Shake it up, shake it up
Throw the bottle and run
Yeah yeah yeah
Break the cuffs and take enough
Boy you better beware
'Cause when the lights go out, you gon' share

Lights out in Shaolin, lights out in Queens
Every now and then you gotta let off some steam
We never had the green, so you stole the scenes
Now it's gone black, we takin' back everything
Whitey locked up, radio to his ear
Hearin' soundbytes from Crown Heights 'bout brown guys
Settin' fire to their old jobs that downsized
Bushwick burning like a gas lit matchstick
They packin' up the squad cars six dudes at once
Four cats in the backseat and two in the trunk
Fuck, drops in buckets, the cops they can't touch this
How you gonna stop a ten thousand-top ruckus?
Everything we ever lusted after through glass
When we cruised past, knowing we could bust our ass
And still never get a taste of the leisure class
Now we all racin' round with a season pass
It's like That

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from NY77 (11 Tracks), released July 7, 2017
Lyrics by Knate Lee
Music by Jarrod Brom & Knate Lee
Produced, Recorded & Mixed by Knate Lee
Mastered by Chris Testa
Featuring Larry Kane from WABC New York's 11pm News Broadcast on 7/14/77

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