(ExP)
As the temperature sores I never get bored
I'm fed up of wars and it's cause but forget it and pause
For a quick break to improve my mindstate
Life's great so drop the blind hate
And get on the floor
Or sit on the couch, with a drink to your mouth
Close friends pissing about, fit people are checking you out
If stress is getting you down, then you should never doubt
Powers of letting it out, pessimistic pressures getting left in the sound
It's 2 in the morning and nobody cares
Lost in music and intoxicants, not properly there
No derogatory stares from tossers, despair
Not necessary, eventually Monday come back
Stabs like a thumbtack, on your offices chair
But what is rare is that joint relief you get at the end of the week
Eventually the stress is lifting and letting you breathe
It's heavenly, I don't need LSD to appreciate it
Not even 8 spliffs makes it better so don't take it
For granted, just expand it and love it and be what you like
And see that it's right to get caught up in the heat of the night

(JND)
I’m sat down chillin with a few mates
Grab the flyers from the table stack em straight up to the roof…WAYyyYYY
Shit I knocked it and so it starts rocking
We play this little game until it’s time for rhyme dropping
Soon we move on, check the talent in the room
I see the fashion bitches grooving to the fattest tunes
The cameras flashing man, catching all the breakers moves
I stand and raise my glass, amazed and that – I praise these dudes
This shit is banging man, I’m gonna get another drink
And come to think of it a woman for the fuck of it
And once our eyes cross, it’s simple as she smiles at me
So polite and keen, and she knows that all my rhymes are sweet
It’s time to make a move, what’s your name love?
Would you like a drink? Look for me soon, I’m on the stage, look
I’ll shout you out if you like that and make you feel special
And maybe we can meet up for session?
I’m just playing, love – but if you’d really like to
Just give me the signals that I’m making all the right moves
And I’ll take you up to my room
Lights on or lights off it doesn’t matter, cos you’re fly – boo
Should I really call you that? No
Cos I’ll be ghost by tomorrow as the sun-light glows
Still I’m taking you home alright
Cos I just want some fun in the heat of the night