作词 : C-Low
作曲 : C-Low
编曲 : 3ASiC
作词：C-Low
歌手：C-Low
编曲：3ASiC
You were bad and free
'Cause they coming all the way
You refuse to fade
But all that left is blaze
Blaze in your dream
And you know it
In the rave and your flow is
Kinda sexy and you feel like run the city
Now you know that's the deal Niki
Kinda slow but you will
Got ya body on the feel
And got ya mind out of the shield
You gonna high in weed
Somebody got a chance to cheat
Then when you grab the the key
Say sorry we don't get sleep
So turn my mic up louder
I ain't got nothing to bother
When it coming to our soul
Then it's time to go
So just put them in your sin
Like you did it before
Put them right into that conner
And slap the door
Now hold up your lighters
Or your fingers and fists
Used them controlling the rave
Like you're in the 86's
I got that green beauties in my pocket
Come and get them if you're lucky
Do what DJ says
Do that drum n bass
Let me control the rave the bass
In your face book you're fake
Every pace
Is a whole different race
I got that bad and free
Something green taste like grapes
Roll up slowly like a original cuba cigarette
Wonder why you move like that
Wonder why you cool like that
How you fly like that
Rave on tonight
Can't put them all together
Then go put them apart
Don't you control my rave
Ima get f**ked up
You were bad and free
'Cause they coming all the way
You refuse to fade
But all that left is blaze
Blaze in your dream
And you know it
In the rave and your flow is
Kinda sexy and you feel like run the city
Now you know that's the deal Niki
Kinda slow but you will
Got ya body on the feel
And got ya mind out of the shield
You gonna high in weed
Somebody got a chance to cheat
Then when you grab the the key
Say sorry we don't get sleep
So turn my mic up louder
I ain't got nothing to bother
When it coming to our soul
Then it's time to go
So just put them in your sin
Like you did it before
Put them right into that conner
And slap the door
Now hold up your lighters
Or your fingers and fists
Used them controlling the rave
Like you're in the 86's
I got that green beauties in my pocket
Come and get them if you're lucky
Do what DJ says
Do that drum n bass
Let me control the rave the bass
In your face book you're fake
Every pace
Is a whole different race
I got that bad and free
Something green taste like grapes
Roll up slowly like a original cuba cigarette
Wonder why you move like that
Wonder why you cool like that
How you fly like that
Rave on tonight
Can't put them all together
Then go put them apart
Don't you control my rave
Ima get f**ked up