[00:17.55]Listen...
[00:20.06]I am enveloped by the night air
[00:22.46]If there was somewhere better I’d still be right here
[00:25.18]As if the greatest poets had chosen to write here
[00:27.68]For that inspiration I’d journey a light year... yeah
[00:30.30]It’s that dope, only she’s it’s rival
[00:32.91]Fighting for attention like they need the title
[00:35.52]Of muse, who’s every move is vital
[00:38.13]To fill the void ensuring my joy’s survival
[00:40.75]And you boy’s entitled to a night out
[00:42.94]Sleep after the sun’s arrival like a night owl
[00:45.45]Enjoying her subtle smiles as we vibe out
[00:47.85]Aura and her sense of style raise eyebrows
[00:50.57]Swore I heard them play Miles as we dined out
[00:53.08]Spot I ain’t been a while we hittin’ right now
[00:55.58]I know she’ll be diggin’ the sounds, that’s without doubt
[00:58.40]Now we are funward bound, heading crosstown, lets go!
[01:01.33]
[01:01.75]Wake me up this can’t be real life...
[01:05.82]Can’t put it in to words but it feels like...
[01:10.94]Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life
[01:15.75]I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right?
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[01:42.40]Paid admission then got our drink tickets
[01:44.80]Smoke filled dark room, but the scene’s vivid
[01:47.41]Told her how I love it here and had to revisit
[01:49.71]She winked and says she’s game now I call that team spirit
[01:52.32]If she was any cooler, my dude she would seem frigid
[01:54.93]‘Round chicks who’s description is all that a queen isn’t
[01:57.34]A lot of loose booty in here but their jeans fitted
[01:59.84]Drink ‘til they reach limits then rock & lean with it
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[02:02.98]Wake me up this can’t be real life...
[02:05.80]Can’t put it in to words but it feels like...
[02:11.65]Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life
[02:16.56]I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right?
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[02:23.25]DJ getting it in while I’m led by her waist
[02:25.24]She’s strictly diggin’ the gems got impeccable taste
[02:27.74]But make no mistake she’s not a gold digger
[02:30.36]But the type you could take with you to go diggin’
[02:32.76]Both sippin’, malt liquor at a moderate pace
[02:35.37]While she busy deciphering the look on my face
[02:37.98]Devil on my shoulder saying things I won’t mention
[02:40.60]Angel on the other tellin’ me “don’t listen”
[02:43.31]Who knew, we’d be cold chillin’ like Juice crew
[02:45.92]For real though, rubbing elbows with the who’s who
[02:48.54]Mellow a player’s ball slick as Guru
[02:50.94]With my black magic woman, I’m bewitched by her voodoo like...
[02:58.99]Damn, damn, damn...
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[03:03.69]Wake me up this can’t be real life...
[03:07.87]Can’t put it in to words but it feels like...
[03:12.78]Somebody wake me up this can’t be real life
[03:18.00]I can’t put it into words but it feels right... Right?