Overnight Bro -

You don’t know!

What I can do, when I get my lines up in the booth

Never said that I was best but a lot of gest just proves the truth

Put on a hand on my chest; never giving it less; never gonna give up 'til I

meet the death

Gonna hit him with the venom and the many, many, many, many, many more and the

gore for death is next

But I got a lot of beef to be the baddest; and I got a lot of heat to feed the

madness

And I got a lot of meat to beat, defeat to seek the treat and greet the bastards

Who wants to beat their fucking meat? (Yeah!)

Who wants to feed the fuel to me? (Yeah!)

Whose the one to ruin the fun? Pull the gun up away from me? (Yeah!)

Ha, And I won’t lie though, but I will die cause I’m a pyro

I like things up lit and shit, creating this fire in a day called 'Overnight'

bro

Oh wait, that is the fucking title. Oh wait, Sean that was sly bro

Oh wait no, hope you don’t mind bro. The wick is coming to quick to the fire bro

Uh, yeah, bring it back to stage, back to the rage

Don’t bring it back for the bitch, not back for the fame

I’m back for revenge; not make amends

In your head with a bat, that I will dent

I get rhymes and I start to vent

Step back cause I’m a rap my shit

Jet lag when you here my rip

And that’s how you know it’s lit

This is my life and this is my strive, the lines that I write

This is my goal and everything that I hold at night

This is my role, my road and my flow is fucking tight

This is what I do and this is my brew and it is right

The haters gotta nerve, this is absurd

They wanna kick me down and chuck me in dirt

I want the fans to understand every word!

Wanna leave you with something you ain’t ever heard!

I do this overnight bro, mind does not comply though

I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown

I just write so, I create these records in vinyl

And I know this and I do this and I’m blowing and growing up

Overnight bro, O-O-O, Overnight bro

O-O-O, Overnight bro

Wanna get out of this fucking world; wanna treat a fucking girl

Wanna do what I wanna do but I don’t got no fuel to get these pearls

That is why I write what I write 'cause I wanna light up my fucking life

I wanna live off a job but I don’t think yellow M’s are my type

Gotta stay my place in the ground, when I’m making my sound

I don’t like this, shit, move that bass up around

Get my face in the town, make a name loud

Seaning! they call when that bat ain’t around

But I am around tell the bad guys to take another look

Before they hope on my hook and they become shook

And I won’t lie though but it’s been a hell of a ride bro

Light up the night with the lines and the rhymes that I write; rated high as a

kite bro

I kinda liking this rhyme bro, it’s nice and juicy and right bro

I love it but I gotta change it up and shake up my fucking mind bro

I will continue to say that every lyric is vivid

Every line that I’ve written has its own lyric description

It was created down so that you’d pause the song and just think

What if you had none in the pink but had all three in the stink

Late at night, I write all these rhymes and all these lines

And all of these thoughts are provoked by my mind

And I think it’s time to let them out and sprout a vine

And combine with the beat and the creation is mine

I don’t know but I hope that I will make it one day

And not choke but who knows

Every single sentence that I spoke, yeah I wrote

Only imaginig how far I can sore

I do this overnight bro, mind does not comply though

I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown

I just write so, I create these records in vinyl

And I know this and I do this and I’m blowing and growing up overnight bro

I do this overnight bro, mind does not comply though

I just got light up in head, lit and I just leave the minds blown

I just write so, I create these records in vinyl

And I know this and I do this and I’m blowing and growing up

Overnight bro, O-O-O, Overnight bro

O-O-O, Overnight bro