Flash. Lights.
[Chorus: Ben Schuller]
Flash, lights
Flash, lights
Maybe I could take it back tonight
Maybe I could make the past alive
[Verse 1: NemRaps]
Quicker than most, I'm going fast
You think it's a ghost if I'm running passed
The way that I'm moving, you become the past
So far ahead of you, you 'bout to get lapped
You need to move outta my path
You need to move, or we gonna crash
Stepping in front of me, cut 'em in half
Living life like a hundred meter dash
Headfirst and I'm making a splash
No slowing down, I'm having a blast
Here today, but I'll be gone in a Flash
Abracadabra, homie, this is magic
You making me laugh
The blur, my face is kinda like a mask
Foot on the gas, I'm on your ass
Got me wondering how long will you last?
Look in my eyes, I am legit
I am too rеal, as real as it gets
Peep the dеtermination and the grit
I am the final chapter, this is it
People say that I need to get a grip
They turn around, and I'm gone with the wind
Pray to be blessed, but living in sin
Then do it again, and do it again
Everyday we lit, that is the goal
Ride for the highs, get by on the lows
You can not judge, you are too slow
You could never walk a mile in my soles, no
You wouldn't make it a minute
If we had a chance at reversing the roles
You would just quit, you would just fold
You have been warned, you have been told
[Chorus: Ben Schuller]
Flash, lights
Flash, lights
Maybe I could take it back tonight
Maybe I could make the past alive
[Verse 2: NemRaps]
The writing's on the wall, yeah, the world is coming after me
So if I'm about to fall, yeah, then I'mma take it down with me
I'm like a pebble in a sandstorm, there's no way that you'll be tracking me
You can try to catch me if you want to, your place will always be right after me
Speed, take what I want, take what I need
Some people claiming that I am the worst, but the first thing I'm doing is taking the lead
I am the person they're hating to see, you already know why they hating on me
Nobody likes that I'm coming in first, they always coming in later than me
Cope, look at you now, you look like a dope
We are not pals, we are not friends, this is the end, you are a joke
Move to the side, you don't want the smoke, don't even try, Murder She Wrote
I'm on your neck, I grab you by the throat, I ain't got time for this, I gotta go
[Chorus: Ben Schuller]
Flash, lights
Flash, lights
Maybe I could take it back tonight
Maybe I could make the past alive