Hysteria (Extended Edit)
I was playing chess in the projects
Now my beat's in the 'mash pit
Only moves like a hostage, popping away like I'm Aladdin
Turn the beat up till the morning
Follow me, take a ride in my starship
It's amazing, fucking honest
Turn the bottle to the top 'cause we balling
Take your time, oh, so slow
Sick in time about to low
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
Kill it, own it, bring it, feel it
And we breaking, flipping, screaming, tripping
What the fuck?
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Hands up in the air, hands up in the air
I'm a clothes designer, Alexander Lender
Blood thicker than water, we moving'
We crossing the border, we ill in the building
We ripping the city, we breaking too wide
Tonight's the night, on fire
Couple of bands, I be doing'
'Cause I'm blacker the better, no need to'
This not is my passion, let go, feel insane
'you wanna be famous, then just wanna say
Rest your mind, take it slow
Feeling light, take control
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
Kill it, own it, bring it, feel it
And we breaking, flipping, screaming, tripping
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Hands up in the air, hands up in the air
Now my beat's in the 'mash pit
Only moves like a hostage, popping away like I'm Aladdin
Turn the beat up till the morning
Follow me, take a ride in my starship
It's amazing, fucking honest
Turn the bottle to the top 'cause we balling
Take your time, oh, so slow
Sick in time about to low
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
Kill it, own it, bring it, feel it
And we breaking, flipping, screaming, tripping
What the fuck?
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Hands up in the air, hands up in the air
I'm a clothes designer, Alexander Lender
Blood thicker than water, we moving'
We crossing the border, we ill in the building
We ripping the city, we breaking too wide
Tonight's the night, on fire
Couple of bands, I be doing'
'Cause I'm blacker the better, no need to'
This not is my passion, let go, feel insane
'you wanna be famous, then just wanna say
Rest your mind, take it slow
Feeling light, take control
'Cause even though the world is falling blind
Open your eyes, we own the night
Kill it, own it, bring it, feel it
And we breaking, flipping, screaming, tripping
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Throw your hands up in the air
Hands up in the air, hands up in the air
Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Wesstrom, Demba Conta, Lamin Conta, Cornelia Jakobsdotter, Jorge Medina, Martina Wolgast, Americo Garcia
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