Night Night

[Verse 1: Big Boi] The rhymes I design, are truly unrefined Like diamonds with a speck of blood, dug up out the mine Flows flood between the ears, right behind my eyes Giving birth to the lines, soul search for the prize I takes my time when deciding what to write Like the SAT, while these other niggas bite Underrated and mostly hated but got a lot fight Like a player, play the background, fuck the spotlight Night, night I recite when I step up to this mic Reputation trunk tight, like the husband on a wife Stay sharp as broken glass, get busted on the smash When your ass cross paths, with this half of the 'Kast [Hook: B.o.B and (Big Boi)] It's bed-time, tuck yourself at night Can tell you're terrified Check my record you will see that I'm verified Nobody want none, I terrorize Don't nobody want none, now you're terrified Nobody want none, nathan, this none, it's bedtime [Interlude : Big Boi] Yeah, this where the second verse supposed to go I don't even think I need to hit y'all with another verse But I, I think I just might Because I, like to destroy shit [Verse 2: Big Boi] There's no retreat, and no surrender Been ready for battle, General Patton's no beginner I keep it all Madden, I call the play then execute for the W Leave the rest to you, destitute now put that money up Oh, you're conscience, is nonsense How you expect to get a little restitution, with all this ghetto flyness Snow, that's for toboggans, no, won't be no pardons Or bargains, three striked, then yanked up like a rod Uh, with no apartments, and no home to run to You're snitching on yourself, and now your front door they come through Without a tap on your phone The only thing they had to do, was listen to the raps in your songs [Bridge: Joi and Big Boi] Clap x6 Lights out, the time for nighty nights long overdue This is the final countdown to your swan song, you are through All whack MCs, and posers this is going out to you, to you The boys will drop their jaws in awe, because here comes something new, here, here comes something new Something new, something new, something new [Clap x9] [Verse 3: Big Boi] Straight out the plastic, like a pack of puddings, no show My nigga you can not see me, and that's fo' show, fo' do' Any kind of Cadillac I go slow When I'm smokin' on some of that choco, no low, no mid Top of the line pine, because I blow big Been around here for a while, your mama like my style, and so do your kids I know you love it, because a hater loves to hate Boy, you need me like a junkie need a razor blade and plate I'm dope nigga [Refrain] [Bridge]