Adam Deitch - Soon the New Day lyrics

[Verse 1] Here we go like, yes yes ya'll To the beat ya'll Ain't no sleep ya'll To the break of dawn Five o'clock in the morning We keep rockin' on The workin' people runnin' like the stop clock is on We got it poppin' in the meat market Chicks take a seat, park it By the bar so they can meet the VIP with deep pockets And them dudes buy them cars and turn 'em in to sweet objects of desire Big rims and them tires We finna drop it like it's heavy as hell The Clan of the Cavebear Used to use the club to hit and drag her by the hair Still use the club to get her a martini or a beer Try to get her home and put the smell of s** in the air Come through like the Cable Guy Get 'er done That 'ole hit 'n run Turn into bitter ones Tonight is catch me if you can You can taste the ginger bread Ain't nothin' like wakin' up with a stranger in your bed, nope [Refrain: Norah Jones & Talib Kweli] Soon the new day, breaks the dawn Tomorrow I'll be like Were am I, what's your name Gotta go, I'm glad you came But tonight you, will be so fun Maybe you're the one Soon the new day, breaks the dawn [Verse 2] Putting on some Airs King For a Day Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like Cory McKay You have a ball today It's all a masquerade Shorty paint her face like a clown but can't take away the frown Found under the make-up I asked her, what's your pa**ion Answered, what's the paper She sleepin' and they don't want her to wake up Maybe then she'll realize her own beauty Baby, you a star and not just a star on some dude's home movies [Refrain] [Verse 3] Steppin' out, I got my best outfit on Gotta get it in I'm slippin' in the darkness like most of the day is gone We up all night I wonder if can hang We used to hang from a tree, now we hang behind the rope, we V.I.P We do it B.I.G Ain't no need to see I.D The entire scenery shrouded in mystery Clouded with greenery Six girls to every three dudes So you have half a chance if you ask to have a dance The ones ready to freak off don't need no romance They belong to the sisterhood of the traveling pants They got them hungry eyes you know sensual trance At a glance the alcohol got you s**ually advanced The truth is so boring you gotta pretend a little The antidote is more colorful the rainbow that end in Skittles And the quest to trap the cat The game is your Tender Viddles to get the bruce to say the sky's fallin Like you Chicken Little, come on [Refrain]