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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Outasight
Outasight
Performer
Easy McCoy
Easy McCoy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Greene
Michael Greene
Composer
Richard Conte
Richard Conte
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Lobban Bean
William Lobban Bean
Producer

Lyrics

They keep on talking, check the scoreboard
Ain't it something, we on a world tour (world tour)
I got some wins, but we all want more
So it's battle to the floor, full steam, here I go low
Turn on the bright lights and let 'em shine
Turn on the bright lights, the world is mine
Turn on the bright lights, yeah, you picked the right night
Turn up all the bright lights 'cause I love the primetime
'Cause I love the primetime
'Cause I love the primetime
I love the primetime like I'm Dion
Lakes full of high notes like Celine Dion
Yeah, you pretty good, but you ain't on what we on
Yeah, I got the glow, guess my energy neon
See me in the Bronx with the Yankee fitted
They got ideas but they still lack the vision
It's execution, dedication, stick it to the game plan
I'm the main character, you a stagehand
They keep on talking (right), check the scoreboard (check it)
Ain't it something, we on a world tour (let's go)
I got some wins, but we all want more
So it's battle to the floor, full steam, here I go, whoa
Turn on the bright lights and let 'em shine
Turn on the bright lights, the world is mine
Turn on the bright lights, yeah, you picked the right night
Turn up all the bright lights (yeah) 'cause I love the primetime
'Cause I love the primetime
Lights, camera, action how I be on (what I be on)
King status, nah, I ain't no peon
Dancing when I touch down like Dion
Primetime status, get the money and my lean on
I'm picture-perfect when the screen on
Don't be so dramatic, everything is automatic
Just shining like my carats, talk it like a parrot
We can chew for dare, it ain't no way you can't compare it, no
They keep on talking, check the scoreboard
Ain't it something, we on a world tour
I got some wins but we all want more
So it's battle to the floor, full steam, here I go
Turn on the bright lights and let 'em shine
Turn on the bright lights, the world is mine
Turn on the bright lights, yeah, you picked the right night
Turn up all the bright lights 'cause I love the primetime
'Cause I love the primetime
Written by: Michael Greene, Richard Conte, William Lobban Bean
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