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  • Lights Out
      Lights Out by Fabien Darcy

      Lights Out

      Song by Fabien Darcy

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      Lights Out
      Album
      Lights Out

      Instrument

      Bass
      Vocal
      Brass
      Electronic Drums
      Strings

      Video Theme

      Technology
      Sport & Fitness
      Gaming

      Mood

      Powerful
      Dark
      Tense
      Serious
      Groovy

      Genre

      Hip Hop

      BPM

      145
      E
      Explicit
      Yeah, look…
      Making that bread like
      Hard dough
      Young g’s shiffin that cargo
      I get high when I’m at the top
      I might climb kilimanjaro
      When I pull up the clear up shop
      I need to re re like asap rock
      Tell them man that I’m just like time - why
      Cos u can’t put me in a box
      Dunno what them man are proving
      Tell a man keep it moving
      I can feel their eyes their watching me
      On the ball praying that I lose it
      I can feel their fury another joke cos I’m the champ like Usyk
      Just know that I do this
      Ima ring walk
      When I hear this music


      I’ma knock his lights out
      What's the fuss whats the hype bout
      Why your face look crease when you’re looking a me blud get ironed
      Man’s outside
      We don't need no hideout
      Oh u wanna see
      Come f*** around and then find out

      This guy crazy he flexed his gun
      I think he needs God
      Ima bless this one
      The power just got in his head
      Mess like k when he deaded his son
      10 toes and run
      See when I get him he’s dead it’s done
      Now mans living a nightmare
      The spirit is a malevolent one
      Click clack bang
      I don’t need weapons
      I’m good with my hands
      Mismatch bang
      No bullseyes he’s the littler man
      If he goes hard then ima go harder
      Man are my sons I’ll show who’s the father
      Hole in one on the course go the pub and hit a 9 darter

      I’ma knock his lights out
      What's the fuss whats the hype bout
      Why your face look crease when you’re looking a me blud get ironed
      Man’s outside
      We don't need no hideout
      Oh u wanna see
      Come f*** around and then find out