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letra de switch - the midnight blues

[verse 1: jack adase]
okay
boogie woogie woogie, i’m comin’ for the cookie
the coochie, the p-ssy, with smoochies, it’s gucci
i reign on top the world, ‘cause i twirled, unfurled
and hurled it down to earth, this beat is a- (one more time)
sh-t! i’m a myth, when i spit on this b-tch
hawk a lougie on the track, talkin’ spooky, f-ck with jack
pack an uzi, pack a mac
walkin’ kooky, fallin’ back
‘cause i’m drunk off my -ss on a sat-rday night
and i’m done with my gl-ss when i say so, alright?
gonna run ‘til i p-ss out, finna be a quick fight
even drunk and smokin’ gas, i’mma send you to the light b-tch!
(send you to the light, the light)

[verse 2: benjamin adase]
like sh-t, i’m the sh-t
never planning to quit
i’m thinkin’ maybe i am crazy but i’m f-ckin’ with it
i wanna get a couple homies to pull up to my crib
grip, rip, and trip in the whip and in the morning we dip, quick!
l!ck it, stick it, big delicious, i’m wicked
alphabet aerobics on her make her heart rate quicken
up the tempo as i’m feelin’ her crescendo
hittin’ all the right moves with my joystick, nintendo, i’m
mostly playin’, i ain’t much of a player
but i been around the block, and i know how to play her
like a motherf-ckin’ piano, cl!ck sticks like alamo
quick l!cks, theatrical, thick kicks and trumpets go!

[hook 1: benjamin adase]
(ayy!)
and now we bumpin’ out your telephone
and we all up in this b-tch (you know it, i’m like a motherf-ckin’-)
(ayy!)
and i don’t wanna spend my nights alone
so baby come on, hit that switch (come on, hit that switch, switch)
[breakdown: benjamin adase & jack adase]
mostly playin’, i ain’t much of a player, but i-
mostly playin’, i ain’t much of a player, but i-
mostly playin’, i ain’t much of a player, but i-
mostly playin’, i ain’t much of a player, but i-
(go! go!)
(one more…)

[verse 3: jack adase]
ten o’clock, as i’m rollin through a red light
dread knights, dread night, and i might snap, right?
spittin’ spite, sippin’ sprite, without codeine
i don’t fiend for the lean, just keep chiefin’ all my green
speeding it up for the people who say that i am not spitting it fast
you’re bleeding from cuts from the people who say that i am not the one who is coming in last
blow up your casket, blowin’ a gasket
p-ssed ‘bout the basket case runnin’ this place
take off my jacket, show that i pack it
pull out the black beretta, and boom now you’re dead, or
is that just a fantasy of ending your life?
is that just a plan to take all of your drive?
to make sure your life ends with horror and strife
‘cause jack is the one holding onto the knife!
word to your wife

[verse 4: benjamin adase]
yuh
pullin’ up, pullin’ out, talkin’ like 80 minute for the gas
bad luck, when the going gets tough i huff and i puff and i puff and i p-ss
call a bluff, that’s enough, i speak last, repast
get up on my feet, then i kick gum, chew -ss
out of -ss? you tellin’ me
been a hot -ss minute since i freaked the sheets
been a hot -ss second since i murdered beats
when the godd-mn sun out, no grounding me
negative to ground, electricity
jumpstart my heart with current, c
and rack the bills up, currency
in a dire state of emergency?
if you pay the price you might live to see!
and i step to the rhythm
slap back delayed, then i burn my victim
fall back to an escalated state of pain
under cloudy skies and freezing rain
in an elevator daze, higher by the second
uncontested legend

[hook 2: jack adase]
hit ‘em with an ak-47
gonna blow away my seat in heaven
you riled jack up to 11
ak on my back, that’s four and seven
you dialed jack up to 11
ak on my back, that’s four and seven!

- the midnight blues

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