Praying for silence. inside your head.. Now it's too quiet. for thinking.. . Turning the lights on. to fill every room.. You wanted them empty. for dancing, dreaming.
Greatness, yeah, yeah. Aiyo, turn the beat up a little bit louder. Truck Volume. . Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. We bout to play a lil' game, match the name with the voice.
Speakin' of the devil. Well, here I am. May I come in?. . Feelin' like a lost and lonely lamp. May I come in?. . Don't slam the door. Before you hear my story.