Black Out Lyrics

Go on turn it up seeing how they act now

Windows rolled up cause I'm a bust the bag out

Stroll up to the club cause this is where I stash out

An if i go in I'm a cause them a black out

Go on turn it up seeing how they act now

Windows rolled up cause i'm a bust the bag out

Stroll up to the club cause this is where i stash out

An if I go in I'm a cause them a black out

From all this freedom I'm given I'm living like i'm in paradise

A native to the core for show we make it right

I'm a smooth and cool relaxed my mentality waxed

Shining like a crystal ball knocking pins off they racks

A hard hitter who this ah DJ Phish ah big figure

From the streets of the ville couldn't capture in a picture

Stick em up fool you getting jacked because we rushed you

We put you in yo place and what we take is not enough fool

Call me a rebel mobbing hoods up in the night

With my cap tilt down and freshest herbs in the pipe

What catch my sight what set me free goes down tonight the galaxy

Is got you in a position what we call a robbery

I be that thief in the night i be that chief with his pipe

I be that dee jay on the mic cause red eye posse's what you like (yeah)

The talent of a native this town is what i'm shaking

And everything we making got em waiting anticipating

We be banging banging banging

Go on turn it up seeing how they act now

Windows rolled up cause i'm a bust the bag out

Stroll up to the club cause this is where i stash out

An if i go in i'm a cause them a black out

Go on turn it up seeing how they act now

Windows rolled up cause i'm a bust the bag out

Stroll up to the club cause this is where i stash out

An if i go in i'm a cause them a black out

Let's stash out bust the bag out throw the trash out

Roll another spliff and think of how to make that cash out

We gone take the fast route them natives all done waited long

DJ Phish i rep the name and black outs we do it strong

Hit the clubs throw it up all my people know what's up

Bout to make a scene cause i'm drinking from that dixie cup

(Yup) is my style so dirty (yup) do i got a lean

(Yup) is it really working (yup) feels like a dream

Bust them flows no one knows unless they at the party

Then i let em know this navajo gone finish what i'm starting

This be my mark taking that rap from the rez

To prove them suckers wrong and give a fuck what they said

So i put it on a song cause it's stuck in my head

Cause black outs never last or remember what we did

Getting wild like a child getting loose with the goose

Getting too much of that fun will have ya spitting up the truth

It's dirty stylez baby