Into The Night - Social Club Misfits, Chris Batson

Cook it up when I write it down

Oh, I was late, but I’m 'bout it now

You need that heat, gimmie three minutes

They doubted me, but look, we did it

Now watch me take this to the max

Ooh, to the max

Look at God look at that

Now watch me take this to the max

Call me OG with the young flow

Allen Iverson, no practice

That’s KD on the winning team

Got my wrist game on all axis’s

That’s big dream since the Dream Team

Now I’m on one like March Madness

Flow hot, make the climate change

Melt them polar caps causing raging weathers

I’m young enough to like slip and slide in my backyard but I never slip

Wordsmen since day one

Write a verse like the screen play

Michael Bates spitting A-1 for the sonic youth like I’m Green Day

In the field like Green Bay

Catching plays, it’s a field day

My grind game, my mind state

Well seasoned that’s Garry V

Rap game got it locked down but I never asked it to marry me

And I’m cooking verses so legendary

This garlic parmesan, lemon pepper

This Wing Stop call it chicken dinner

This that well done and you can tell the difference

Ok, I know

Cook it up when I write it down

Oh, I was late, but I’m 'bout it now

You need that heat, gimmie three minutes

They doubted me, but look, we did it

Now watch me take this to the max

Ooh, to the max

Look at God look at that

Now watch me take this to the max

It’s Marty baby

I don’t care who your boss is

I run through the office, run through the offense

I don’t got a off switch, I’m a awesomeness

Every beat like a country cartridge

Awkward with a little bit of ah

Pull up to a hitter like ah

Seriously, this is like the fourth song I’ve interrupted

If you don’t like our music you’re dead inside

Saw a fight like celebrity death match

Battle any rapper who have negative feedback

Batman, yeah, run with a ski mask

Been in the hood, that’s a G pass

I don’t look back, I don’t recap

You say the best, I don’t see that

I lost some friends that I need back

I pray so hard I need knee pads

I’m Larry David to the haters

On the way to be your favorite

On the way to see the Lakers

Never got robbed by the majors

You said got robbed by the neighbors

I really want to make this clear

Yeah, every year is our year

Swear it’s not even fair

Cook it up when I write it down

Oh, I was late, but I’m 'bout it now

You need that heat, gimmie three minutes

They doubted me, but look, we did it

Now watch me take this to the max

Ooh, to the max

Look at God look at that

Now watch me take this to the max

Cook it up when I write it down

Oh, I was late, but I’m 'bout it now

You need that heat, gimmie three minutes

They doubted me, but look, we did it

Now watch me take this to the max

Ooh, to the max

Look at God look at that

Now watch me take this to the max