“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

OUT FOR THE NIGHT

BUILDING ON HIS DEBUT EP, CHAMPION FLIPS THE SCRIPT AND GOES BAR FOR BAR ABOUT TEENAGE FEELINGS, PARTIES, GIRLS AND SURVIVING TO THE END OF THE NIGHT. THE PROJECT FEATURES NEW VOICES AND PRODUCTION NEVER BEFORE HEARD ON A CHAMPION PROJECT, FROM LOCAL RAPPER KRIS KELLY, TO WORLDWIDE PRODUCTION FROM MANTRA, ACID DOPE, AND MORE, AS WELL AS COMMON FEATURE FROM LONG TIME COLLABORATOR NICO TK.

RELEASED ON MAY 11TH 2018, THE PROJECT BROUGHT CHAMPION TO A NEW LEVEL OF NOTORIETY BY APPEALING TO A NEW AUDIENCE AND REACHING FARTHER AND WIDER. THE PROJECT ALSO CONTINUES THE CINEMATIC STORY TOLD THROUGH CHAMPION’S PREVIOUS PROJECTS AND ACTS AS A PREQUEL TO CHAMPION’S DEBUT ALBUM.

anesthesia (feat. nico tk)

LINES

[VERSE 1: EVERETT CHAMPION]
GRAB MY SHOES AND COAT UP OUT THE CLOSET
LOOKING FOR MY BACKPACK, WONDERING IF I LOST IT
I JUST GOT PAID, HIT THAT DIRECT DEPOSIT
POUR IT IN MY BOTTLE, SMIRNOFF IS THE FAUCET
NOWHERE TO PUT MY COAT, FIND A COUCH, TOSS IT
ENTER IN THE CONVERSATION, WONDER WHAT'S THE TOPIC
GIRLS SIPPING MALIBU, THEY FEELING SO TROPIC
BENZ IN THE DRIVEWAY, ONE DAY I’MMA COP IT
YEAH, AND I KNOW I CAN'T DRIVE HOME
FOCUSING ON GETTING YOUR NUMBER IN MY PHONE
I'LL HIT YOU UP IF WE IN THE SAME TIME ZONE
BUT FIND ME IN THE PARTY, WHENEVER THE LIGHTS LOW
AIN'T NO ROOM, TOO MANY PEOPLE
30 GUYS, FLIRTY GIRLS, IT AIN'T EVEN EQUAL
BLACKOUT THE MOVIE, YEAH THIS IS THE PREQUEL
MY GIRL AIN’T BAD, MORE LIKE EVIL
GIRLS ARE BLACKING OUT, BUT THEY DRINKING PLENTY MORE
MILLER LITE POURS, SIP IT FROM THE 24
I JUST DOWNED 3, I COULD GO FOR MANY MORE
EVERYONE LOOKING AT ME, THINKING CAN HE POUR
ALL THAT LIQUOR IN HIS DRINK? I DON'T KNOW WHAT DO YOU THINK?
I THINK I CAN, IF I CAN'T, I'MMA JUST HIT THE SINK
TONIGHT, I'MMA LET IT ALL GO
YOU KNOW?

[HOOK: NICO TRIPODI]
PUT ME ON THAT ANESTHESIA
KNOW I LIVE AND BREATHE YA
HIT ME LIKE AMNESIA, AMNESIA

[VERSE 2: EVERETT CHAMPION]
YO
MY FACE SO HOT SO THE ICE MAKE IT COLDER
HOTTEST GIRL IN MY SCHOOL, WE BUMP SHOULDERS
I'M NOT SOBER, I'M PLASTERED LIKE A POSTER
NOT A CHAIN SMOKER BUT I CAN PULL YOU CLOSER
EVERY GIRLS JUST WEARING A CHOKER
BODY'S UP AND DOWN LIKE DAMN ROLLER COASTERS
LIQUOR FLYING EVERYWHERE LIKE SUPER SOAKERS
ALL OVER THE SOFAS, ALL OVER THE TABLE, NO COASTERS
GIRLS BE TAKING SHOTS, NO HOLSTERS
GIRLS TAKING PILLS, NO POSNER
COLDER THAN OCTOBER
GIRLS BE TOO EXPOSED
SPENDING MONEY ON CLOTHES
GET UNDRESSED AND THEN THEY POSE
THEY ALWAYS COME IN 4'S
AND I’M TRYING TO GET CLOSE, BUT YOU KNOW I CAN'T MAKE IT
LOOK AT MY PALMS, AND I WONDER WHAT I’VE TAKEN
I’M A LITTLE SHAKEN, MIND SO VACANT
I'D TELL YOU WHAT I HAD, BUT I CAN'T EVEN MAKE A STATEMENT
MIND SO GONE, LEGS OUTTA CONTROL
SHE MOVING AND SWAYING LIKE SHE ON THE POLE
SIP ON MY DRINK AS I WATCH THIS UNFOLD
SHE WEARING NOTHING, HOW ISN'T SHE COLD?
I MEAN, ISN'T SHE BOLD? CHOKER IS GOLD
NO FURNITURE LIKE THE HOUSE GOT SOLD
EXCEPT FOR THE PICTURES THEY HUNG ON THE WALLS
I CAN FEEL IT ALL

[PRE-HOOK: NICO TRIPODI]
I’M FEELING NUMB (NUMB)

[HOOK: NICO TRIPODI]
PUT ME ON THAT ANESTHESIA
KNOW I LIVE AND BREATHE YA
HIT ME LIKE AMNESIA, AMNESIA

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION AND NICO TRIPODI

PRODUCED BY: MANTRA BEATS

ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION: NICO TK

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION AND NICO TK

SKITS: MAEVE BADGER, KYLE DAMJI, MEGAN HART, AND ECE BALPINARLI

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: THE FEELING OF WALKING INTO A PARTY AND BEGINNING YOUR DESCENT INTO THE NIGHT LIFE. NICO PROVIDES A KILLER BRIDGE THAT SYMBOLIZES THAT DESCENT

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: IT WAS ONE OF THE FIRST SONGS WRITTEN FOR THE PROJECT, I HAD THESE VERSES FOR MONTHS BEFORE WE LANDED ON THIS SONG. I WAS VERY INSPIRED BY THE WEEKND’S “HIGH FOR THIS” AND IT’S DARK, ELECTRONIC FEEL AND WANTED TO EMULATE THAT. THIS SONG KEEPS THE THEME OF A GUITAR SOLO IN THE BEGINNING OF EACH OF MY PROJECTS.

DESIGNED BY red red wine

VISUALS

directed by Kyle phelan

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

nights like these

LINES

[INTRO: EVERETT CHAMPION]
YEAH
YEAH
OUT FOR THE NIGHT
YEAH I'M OUT FOR THE NIGHT
GO (GO)
YEAH (YEAH)

[HOOK: EVERETT CHAMPION]
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM

[VERSE 1: EVERETT CHAMPION]
YEAH I'M CALLING UP YOUR GIRL, 4 O'CLOCK IN THE MORN
ALL THESE WHITE RAPPERS LIKE ATTACK OF THE CLONES
WELL YOU COPY BARS, YEAH I'M STACKING ON FLOWS
DREAMING OF THE DAY I’M IN THE BACK OF THE GHOST, HO
AND YOU COLD, PUT YOU ON THE TRACK AND IT FROZE
LEAVE YOUR FACE BLEEDING, LIKE I FRACTURED YOUR NOSE
HOT LINES, YEAH YOU SLACKING ON THOSE
WHILE YOUR GIRL IS OVER HERE GETTING CRACK ON HER CLOTHES, WOAH
CAREER IS OVER EASY LIKE BREAKFAST
GIRLFRIEND, YOUR CONFIDENCE, CROSS IT OFF MY CHECKLIST
12 INCH GOLD, I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT A NECKLACE
CRAZY WHAT YOUR GIRL WOULD DO, JUST TO GET ON THE GUEST LIST
AND I HUSTLE TAPES LIKE KEYS
GOT YOU ON THE WHITE, LIKE SKIES
NAH ON THE WHITE, LIKE BLEACH
SICK LIKE I JUST MIGHT SNEEZE
MAKE HER HIT HIGH C’S
LIKE JEEZ!

[HOOK: EVERETT CHAMPION]
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM

[VERSE 2: EVERETT CHAMPION]
NEVER LOOKING BACK LIKE I HAD WHIPLASH
ASK ME WHAT I DO, TELL EM THAT I SPIT RAPS
IF YOU READY FOR THE TROOPS, OKAY HOMIE DISPATCH
WRITE SO MANY VERSES UNTIL MY WRIST SNAPS
I'M BAD MEETS EVIL, YEAH I'M ALWAYS IN THE FAST LANE
YOU ARE WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, SO YEAH I AM MY LAST NAME
I'M THE DIRECTOR, AND IT'S ALL A MOVIE
STEP TO MY HALO FLOW, CALL OF DUTY
YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES RIGHT?
YOU WANT ME TO GHOST WRITE
YOU CAN’T MAKE YOUR FLOWS RIGHT
TELL ME TO KEEP IT CLOSED TIGHT
SIPPING ON THAT COORS LIGHT
POISON LIKE BLOW PIPE
EP'S A GOLD MINE
I DON’T NEED YOUR COSIGN
IN YOUR GIRLS JEANS LIKE CREASE
ALL UP ON HER SKIN LIKE FLEAS
ROCK DUMB SHIT, HYPEBEAST
HUNDRED DOLLAR FOR SOME WHITE TEES
SIPPING WINE LIKE PRIESTS
AND THIS TRACK MIGHT FREEZE

[HOOK: EVERETT CHAMPION]
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM

[BRIDGE: EVERETT CHAMPION]
OFF OF THAT SHIT I’M A WHOLE 'NOTHER PERSON
I'M IN THE CUT LIKE I WORK AS A SURGEON
I LIKE MY GIRLS AND MY ISLANDS ALL VIRGIN
BRINGING MY BOTTLE SERVICE LIKE A SERVANT
OFF OF THAT SHIT I'M A WHOLE 'NOTHER VERSION
FILLING MY GLASSES WITH NOTHING BUT BOURBAN
I LIKE MY GIRLS EITHER SPANISH OR PERSIAN
NOTHING TO HIDE WHEN YOU PULL BACK THE CURTAIN

[HOOK: EVERETT CHAMPION]
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM
ON NIGHTS LIKE THESE
Y’ALL CAN'T DO IT LIKE ME
LEAVE YOU ON THE GROUND, CRIME SCENE
NO LOW, HIGHKEY
NO DREAM, NAH YOU NEED VISINE
COME AND MEET MY TEAM

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION

PRODUCED BY: ACIDDOPE

VOCALS: EVERETT PRODUCTION

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: I JUST WANTED A SONG TO TALK ABOUT ME, MY WORK, AND MY FRIENDS

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: THE FIRST VERSE WAS ORIGINALLY A REMIX OF HOODIE ALLEN AND G-EAZY’S “LADY KILLERS” BEFORE I TURNED IT INTO THIS. I EVEN USED TO USE SOME OF THIS LINES IN FREESTYLES WITH FRIENDS, PEOPLE USED TO LOVE THE “CALL OF DUTY” LINE AND THE “12-INCH GOLD” ONE

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY RED RED WINE

DIRECTED BY KYLE PHELAN

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

text from my ex

LINES

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can't reply)
I’m wondering why (why's that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why's that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)
I’m your ex man
(You know I'm your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

[Verse 1: Everett Champion]
My drink half filled, sipping on some new shit
Phone in my hand, holding on with a loose grip
Talking to some girl, rip jeans show her bruises
Text pop up, oh shit, like who's this?
Your number, damn haven’t seen that in awhile
Lock up my phone, take a sip in denial
Then I start thinking, maybe I should dial?
18, I guess that’s my lifestyle
Everyone got pills, ones red, ones blue
Another text pops up, damn that makes two
Same number? Yup, once again it’s you
Sitting alone, here comes the rest of the crew
They see your name, complain, it’s all the same
Say "we feel your pain, but put that away
It’s ruining the vibe that we trying to make"
So they fill up my cup, and I take a drank
And when this shit gets empty, and I'm on to the next beer
Label paying for my drinks, whenever those cheques clear
Little messed up, can I just rest here?
Sophomore life, getting ready for next year
And when the rest clear, and I'm left on that sofa
With rum mixed with the coca, cola
Remembering the times, when I would provoke ya
I'm out for the night, slipping in euphoria

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can't reply)
I’m wondering why (why's that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why's that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)
I’m your ex man
(You know I'm your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
Back on the couch, back on the juice
Back to being vulnerable, back being confused
Back to always just having to find an excuse
That I can't find the time to ever execute
And I feel like I shouldn't always just say the truth
Wrong people find out and that's all the proof
That they need to use, just to be approved
But they don't see the potential that I see in you
I just want to sit back with a scenic view
18, but I swear to god I've seen a few
I'm not talking on the record, I'm taking me and you
Don't want to lie, I'm afraid it’s appearing true
Like who you been with? Who you gonna be calling?
When you at the bar, and he just keeps stalling
You try and act tall and heels crack and you falling
I'mma pick you up, then we just start falling in love
But it's back to right now
I’m thinking something different from what I type down
Messages slurred, lost in translation
Lost and can't face it, lost in this basement
But I hit send, not sure if you can read it
Tell me my text, is really what you needed
Take a deep breathe in, what you doing on the weekend
We’re going swimming in liquor, come and meet me in the deep end

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can't reply)
I’m wondering why (why's that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why's that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)
I’m your ex man
(You know I'm your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION

PRODUCED BY: UNRTHDX

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: DEALING WITH THE DUALITY OF BEING AN EX, THE FIRST VERSE DEALS WITH BRUSHING OFF AN EX AND FORGETTING THE PAST, WHERE THE SECOND VERSE DEALS WITH THE MORE EMOTIONAL SIDE OF A BREAKUP. THE HOOK TIES THE TWO IDEAS TOGETHER AS I CAN’T DECIDE BETWEEN LETTING THIS GIRL BACK IN AS “A BEST FRIEND” OR LETTING HER BOYFRIEND DEAL WITH HER PROBLEMS.

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: I WAS AT A HOUSE PARTY AND RECEIVED A TEXT FROM MY EX WANTING TO MEET UP, AS I WAS IN THE PROCESS OF TALKING TO A GIRL. I WAS JUST GETTING OVER HER SO I WAS AT A STANDSTILL IF I SHOULD RESPOND OR CONTINUE WITH MY NIGHT. I WROTE THE ENTIRE SONG ON MY WALK HOME FROM THE PARTY.

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY RED RED WINE

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

no chasers

LINES

[Verse 1: Everett Champion]
Speakers blasting More Life
One drink in, I wish I could pour twice
So we just vibe at 5 for the whole night
Why haters taking jabs like sword fights?
Why everyone here on Coors Lite?
Got hickeys on my neck just like 4 bites
Everyone slipping like the floor ice
But I'm here trying to feel up your thighs
I'm just doing me, that's all I can do
Different stories when they chop up my view
You got a cup, well let's top up a few
Open the doors, let's lock up the room
Mission complete, don't be switching the beat
Cause we finally grinding, this kitchens got heat
If she grabbing my phone, I got pics to delete
Cause I been up doing this shit for the week
Yeah, we splitting a seat
Thinking of me and you wishing to see
Me in the mood acting differently
Well I'm sipping on Goose and you sipping on me
What do you think, how do you feel?
Oh you on top, like you rocking in heels
You on a break, like he stopping the wheels
We sip on this drink, just to soften the feels

[Pre-Hook: Everett Champion]
Ay, I don't need no negativity up in my cup
I’m here to have a good time, not to fall in love
I just need it all, I can't have enough
No chasers in my life, but I’m about to live it up

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Just trust the kid, and just live
Just love life cause this is it
Just trust the kid, and just live
Got no chasers, when I sip
I don't need no help, and I don't need no favour
I don't need no wealth, and I don't need no paper
I don't need no cell, and I don't need no pager
I don't need hate now, no I don’t need it later

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
I’m just trying to savour
Taste a few flavours
I don’t need no vapours to get high as sky scrapers
I don’t need no rumours, I just want a few acres
I’m the creator, music sounding greater
Yo, I lost my bag and I lost my shoes
But I found you there, nothing to lose
So I stumbled over, and I sound confused
Can I beat it up? Like no abuse
Can we heat it up? Like I blew the fuse
I'm doing this cause you can be my muse
Lots of other girls in the world
But who be in this room, well it's still up to me to choose
Face is turning, words are slurring
Vodka hurts and Bourban’s burning
Asking me what I’ve been earning
Gotta walk home, well that's concerning
I'm mixing Rum and Coke
I ain't trying to bum a smoke
I just think of something dope
Write a verse and hum a note

[Pre-Hook: Everett Champion]
Ay, I don't need no negativity up in my cup
I’m here to have a good time, not to fall in love
I just need it all, I can't have enough
No chasers in my life, but I’m about to live it up

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Just trust the kid, and just live
Just love life cause this is it
Just trust the kid, and just live
Got no chasers, when I sip
I don't need no help, and I don't need no favour
I don't need no wealth, and I don't need no paper
I don't need no cell, and I don't need no pager
I don't need hate now, no I don’t need it later

[Bridge: Everett Champion]
Forget all that drama
Forget about people's business
Forget about getting involved
If you weren’t even there as a witness
Forget about giving up
Don’t ever stop being ambitious
No chaser in my glass
I’m a drink this shit with swiftness

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Just trust the kid, and just live
Just love life cause this is it
Just trust the kid, and just live
Got no chasers, when I sip
I don't need no help, and I don't need no favour
I don't need no wealth, and I don't need no paper
I don't need no cell, and I don't need no pager
I don't need hate now, no I don’t need it later

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION

PRODUCED BY: DANNY E. BEATS

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION

SKITS: ECE BALPINARLI AND MARK GRACAN

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: I USE FILLING A CUP WITH LIQUOR AS A METAPHOR FOR HAVING A STRESS-FREE LIFE. THE LIQUOR IN A MIXED DRINK IS A METAPHOR FOR POSITIVITY IN SOMEONES LIFE. THE CHASER IN A DRINK IS A METAPHOR FOR NEGATIVITY AND HOW IT DULLS DOWN THE FUN OF LIFE, JUST AS CHASER DULLS DOWN THE ALCOHOL IN A MIXED DRINK. I WANT MY DRINK TO BE STRAIGHT ALCOHOL / MY LIFE TO BE NOTHING BUT POSITIVE ENERGY.

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: I’M A PRETTY POSITIVE GUY AND THROUGHOUT HIGHSCHOOL, I MADE UP THE SAYING “TRUST THE KID” TO JOKE WITH MY FRIENDS ABOUT TRUSTING ME AND NOT STRESSING TOO MUCH. ALSO THIS SONG SAMPLES PAC-MAN, YOU CAN HEAR HIS DEATH ANIMATION SOUND IN THE INTRO

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY RED RED WINE

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

juliet (feat. kris kelly)

LINES

[Hook: Everett Champion]
She drank that dark, she on that white
She got a spark, she need a light
She got no heart, she losing sight
This is how it starts, like every single night
She a white girl, (cut it, break it down)
I know you need a light girl (always, come around)
Your eyes are ruby red, I think you truly dead
So why you kissing with that poison, like your name was Juliet

[Verse 1: Everett Champion]
Yo I can see your gaze, through the cigarette haze
Eyes so glazed, and your face so phased
(Ay) Ain't nobody taking my place
Kissing on your lips, recognize the taste
It's that mixing, it's that hard shit
I'm on that one night steal your heart shit
About that art shit, sipping on that dark shit
In a couple hours, you gonna end up on the carpet
She want that Molly Percocet
She claim that shit ain't working yet
Swiping cards, burning rent
Ain't your nostrils hurting yet?
Looking for a bad chick, come to do magic
Then I found a girl, white filling up the plastic
Snow White looking so damn classic
Passed it, damn lifestyle so tragic
She doing lines like an actress
She doing fine on that mattress
Honeymoon Suite, she trashes
She getting like matches
Her remedy is my melody
She testing me with that ecstasy
I don’t want my ex to see
Coked out white girl, sitting next to me

[Hook: Everett Champion]
She drank that dark, she on that white
She got a spark, she need a light
She got no heart, she losing sight
This is how it starts, like every single night
She a white girl, (cut it, break it down)
I know you need a light girl (always, come around)
Your eyes are ruby red, I think you truly dead
So why you kissing with that poison, like your name was Juliet

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
Short shorts, tattoos
Twerk vid, mad views
Pull up to her, bad move
Slap you, like the track do
I’m In-N-Out like fast food
First saw her, making that back move
Met her up in that bathroom
She was on the ice like Matthews
She want that cocaina
She was no mamacita
She want diamonds, no Marina
Plastered like the Mona Lisa
Drizzy always in her speaker
Vodka shots fill up a litre
Wearing all white like she the preacher
She got no soul, like her sneakers
Her friends are non existent
Her health, inconsistent
Language, explicit
Different life, she never listen
On the line like Go Train
She turning, swerving, both lanes
That Miley, Kylie, both names
Sacrifice her life just for caine

[Hook: Everett Champion]
She drank that dark, she on that white
She got a spark, she need a light
She got no heart, she losing sight
This is how it starts, like every single night
She a white girl, (cut it, break it down)
I know you need a light girl (always, come around)
Your eyes are ruby red, I think you truly dead
So why you kissing with that poison, like your name was Juliet

[Verse 3: Kris Kelly]
Walk to the party
You already know its rowdy
She be at the table taking shots without no label
She stacked up like Jenga, them bouncers tryna hang us
She smoking, she licking, alc got her kissing
Blue eyes, blonde hair flowing
She goes down like she's unknowing
She's a gringo doing lines of the blanco
Like it was Cinco De Mayo, but this ain't no tv show
No breaking bad or narcos
Drugs are taking over her soul
As the party rages through the night tho
It's a modern day tragedy
Hoping Shakespeare won't be mad at me
She sips on the poison, there goes her anatomy
I be changing her brain im biology
She's a rich girl a rose, but like every flower, she can wilt and grow
Now her tolerance grows, sitting there doing blow
Messing round not a hoe, freaky girl you never know
Juliet is always letting go

[Outro: Everett Champion]
She drank that dark, she on that white
She got a spark, she need a light
She got no heart, she losing sight

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION AND KRIS KELLY

PRODUCED BY: KLOUD BEATS

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION AND KRIS KELLY

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: THE SONG DETAILS THE LIFE OF A PARTY GIRL WHO HAS A SERIOUS DRUG ADDICTION AND SPINS THE STORY OF THE ICONIC SHAKESPEARE PLAY ROMEO AND JULIET IN A MODERN SETTING. IT ALSO IS A SPIRITUAL SUCCESSOR TO PREVIOUS SONGS OF MINE LIKE “OPPOSITES” AND “XYZ”

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: I REMEMBER COMING UP WITH THE “RUBY RED / TRULY DEAD / JULIET” RHYMES WHILE WALKING MY DOG AND THOUGHT IT WAS SO COOL, AND WROTE THE SONG WHEN I CAME HOME. WHILE WRITING THE REST OF THE HOOK, I WAS LISTENING TO “SACRIFICES” BY BIG SEAN FEATURING MIGOS AND LOVED THE WAY QUAVO USED THE ADLIB “WHITE!” WHEN TALKING ABOUT A GIRL AND COCAINE, AND DECIDED TO THROW IT IN THE HOOK AS MY OWN ADLIB. I ALSO REFERENCE A FUTURE PROJECT… SEE IF YOU CAN SPOT IT

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY everett champion

directed by Kyle phelan

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

SEVENTEEN

LINES

[Intro: Everett Champion]
Yeah
Out For The Night

[Pre-Hook 1: Everett Champion]
I just did some shit, that I’ve never done before
Find me later, eyes closed up on the floor
Somewhere alone, is where you'll find me
Eyes closed, on the ground looking like a crime scene

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Cause I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’ve been sipping Hennessy
And I just feel so heavenly
I got too much energy
I keep making enemies
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally
I'm seventeen, swear to God I'm seventeen
Swear y'all will remember me
Hold up, bring it back now
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally

[Verse 1: Everett Champion]
I don’t forget em physically
Hickeys I just see em visibly
Goblet of fire, no wizardry
That’s Fireball, there's no chemistry
And I just walked into the scene
Finally up in the life of a teen
Twisting and mixing this shit like it’s lean
It’s not, but you know what I mean
Lightest skin, darkest mind
Take your pic, Marcus Hyde
Out for a light, it's dark inside
Play some music and start to grind
Look I just spent my minimum wage
On some shit I can't buy from my age
Drive-ins to drive bys, post on my timeline
Claim you got game, but you chill up on the sidelines
Trading number like I sign contracts
Me and this girl making eye contact
She got Henny and a Coke, I decide on that
Take a sip of Jack, I'mma ride on that
I’m too young to do this
To young and I am too stupid
Who cares, I just go and lose it
Then fade off into the music
Waited all week for this shit
Got the invite, when she made the list
Up in morning, she tweeted a pic
“Only come through, if the weed is just lit"
Me and my crew, they’ve had a few
Thinking bout everything, we bout to do
Text from the homie, we come through
But I'm looking for a dress that I can undo
LIke jheeze

[Pre-Hook 2: Everett Champion]
And I just had another shot, I’m bout to go for 2
Started with a bottle, now I’m bout to follow through
I said I’ve had a few, not likely
Malibu in hand, on the couch is where you'll find me

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Cause I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’ve been sipping Hennessy
And I just feel so heavenly
I got too much energy
I keep making enemies
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally
I'm seventeen, swear to God I'm seventeen
Swear y'all will remember me
Hold up, bring it back now
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
So I heard about it on the low low (low low)
Do you got the ice and solo? (solo)
Nobody knows, no promo (promo)
I'm surrounded by white, like a snow globe (snow globe)
I need a spanish girl going loco (loco)
Finish class (yup) then I go home (go home)
Find my white shirt with the logo (logo)
V-Neck cut it with the Polo (Polo)
Black jeans, gold chain
Bout to get lit, like propane
To be honest, I got no game
But I can still make your girl go rotate
Hear a lot of people already saying I made it
Nah, I'm still grinding but you know I'd never trade it
I've been working, while you getting faded
Funny I'm doing better than you and I ain't graduated
I ain’t slow danced, but I’m looking at my prom date
She over there, short shorts and Palm Bay
Singing every single word to some Kanye
And starts dancing where she hears "Blasé"
Swear once a week I got a bad hair day
I'mma do me, they can do it their way
Always driving it home, like I'm on the fair way
Well your girl alone, bro c'mon its fair game
Well I'm moving units, and shooting humans on screen
You probably wonder how I do it, and move it, and make green
See how everything you doing, you do it and make believe
But I do it the truest, and prove what being the best means
Now we are the next generation
We are the leaders of the nation
We are the leading population
Of having a good time, and feeling amazing
Jeez

[Pre-Hook 3: Everett Champion]
I just hooked up with this girl that I don't even know
Took me to the bathroom, then put on a show
Crashed with some girl, if you find me
I don’t rap like Tyga, but she looking like Kylie

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Cause I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’ve been sipping Hennessy
And I just feel so heavenly
I got too much energy
I keep making enemies
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally
I'm seventeen, swear to God I'm seventeen
Swear y'all will remember me
Hold up, bring it back now
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I’m like, I’m like seventeen
I keep making memories
But I forget em mentally

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION

PRODUCED BY: SYNTHETIC BEATS

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: THE SONG IS A TIME CAPSULE OF ONE OF THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE, 2017. THE SONG IS SOLELY ABOUT ENJOYING ADOLESCENCE AND CAPTURING THE BEST MOMENTS OF YOUR LIFE

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: I WAS SO NERVOUS TO RELEASE THIS SONG, I MEAN THE FIRST VERSE STARTS WITH “HICKEYS, I JUST SEE ‘EM VISIBLY” HOW DO YOU THINK I FELT SHOWING THAT TO MY MOM. ALSO, EVEN THOUGH THIS SONG APPEARS ON “OUT FOR THE NIGHT”, I WROTE AND RELEASED IT A YEAR BEFORE, EVEN BEFORE “DAZE OF SUMMER”, AND IT’S RECEPTION WAS SUPER COMFORTING AND INSPIRED ME TO CREATE A PROJECT WITH A SIMILAR TONE. IT ALSO MURDERS MY VOCAL CHORDS EVERY TIME I PLAY IT, USUALLY BECAUSE IT PLAY IT LAST IN MY SETS AND IT’S SO HIGH ENERGY

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY mei simmonds

directed by Kyle phelan

“you were at the party last night right, the one on first ave?”

prom night (feat. kris kelly)

LINES

[Verse 1: Kris Kelly]
Fuck
Pulling up in the prom bus (skrt)
No lean, no double cup (nah)
Just a bunch of rowdy kids turning up (turn up)
Real event, yeah this is us
I don't give a damn, looking fresh to death
Black suit and tie, looking pink as flesh
Like it goes down my fucking neck
Want a story? Here's the rest (rest)
Ready to go like what's next (next)
Raging like there's nothing left (left)
More than blessed, I'm feeling blessed (wow)
This ain't school, this ain't the test (no test)
Make this night the fucking best (ya)
People sleeping, ain't no rest (let's go!)
Fuck your sleep kid this is net (wow)

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Uh she got work in the morning
Yeah high as hell, yeah she soaring up
She got work in the morning
But that liquor keep on pouring up
Uh, we gon turn shit into a prom night
And she start grinding on sight
Gotta chance, cause I’ve been drinking all night
Alright, we gon turn it to a prom night

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
Cheer captain, doing gymnastics
And she practice, all up on that mattress
Her fashion got her looking like an actress
Prom night comes, doing splits, no backflips
Everybody wonder what I’m dropping next
Left my prom date, I forgot to text
Highschool, it doesn’t take a lot to flex
Prom night, but we treat it like Project X
Class of ’17, we waited for 4 years
Plug hit me up, you waiting on 4 beers
Toast before cheers, cops wait to enforce fear
Worked my ass off, so of course we're here
Chain is so opulent
Teachers look in astonishment
Grinding, I'm on top of it
Liquor giving me confidence
Bank account been depositing
Black girl dancing, we opposites
I've been a fresh man since freshman, you ain't been popping since
My intake of girls has been deluxe
CK suit, I've been spending bucks
But I just spilled whiskey on my rented tux
Real life, feel like I depend on trust
If you gotta problem than I’m down for the fight
Tell the neighbours it’ll be loud for the night
I got too lit, so I was out like a light
Guess that's what happens when you're out for the night

[Hook: Everett Champion]
Uh she got work in the morning
Yeah high as hell, yeah she soaring up
She got work in the morning
But that liquor keep on pouring up
Uh, we gon turn shit into a prom night
And she start grinding on sight
Gotta chance, cause I’ve been drinking all night
Alright, we gon turn it to a prom night

[Verse 3: Kris Kelly]
Bonfires be kickin' in (kicking up)
Donuts in the Chevy truck (Chevy truck)
Man's searching for the next bump (next bump)
Stomachs aching, yeah you feel the lump (feel the lump)
Pools of poison, let's take a dunk (take a dunk)
Green air, ain't no skunk (no skunk)
Bodies sleeping in the damn trunk (damn trunk)
One night, we don't give a fuck (wow)
Silly kids on a thin line (thin line)
Enough drugs to do some real time (real time)
Kids puking man I swear they dying (swear they dying)
Welcome to the jungle bitch no lions (Ahhh)
Hear that roar bitch? Yeah speakers crying (speakers crying)
If you ain't making noise, start trying (start trying)
Got a tent, but ain't no hiding (no hiding)
This is prom night, so get excited (wow)

[Bridge: Everett Champion & Kris Kelly]
Yo, if you wanna see it all, you gon need a black light
Lines of the white, going up like a flash light
Wow, and I'm reminiscing about last night
If your gonna do it, than you better do it right
Outside the function, looking a like a scary sight
My future like the lighters all here, bright
Weed smoke blowing, got me feeling like a kite
Cops coming and running for my life, alright

CREDITS

WRITTEN BY: EVERETT CHAMPION AND KRIS KELLY

PRODUCED BY: LAVISH JAX

VOCALS: EVERETT CHAMPION AND KRIS KELLY

SKITS: MAEVE BADGER, KYLE DAMJI, MEGAN HART, ECE BALPINARLI, AND MARK GRACAN

MIXED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

MASTERED BY: KYLE WHITTAKER @ STRANGE PUMPKIN STUDIOS

CONCEPT: THE SONG FEATURES A HEAVY, DEMONIC BEAT AS KRIS KELLY AND I RAP ABOUT MAKING EVERY NIGHT AS ENERGETIC AND FUN AS PROM NIGHT. PROM NIGHTS ARE STEREOTYPICALLY FILLED WITH ALCOHOL, DRUGS AND SEX

DIRECTORS COMMENTARY: THIS BEAT IS GROSS. IT’S ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING, AND IT WAS THE PERFECT WAY TO END THIS PROJECT. I WANTED A SONG THAT WAS SUPER RELATABLE, EVERYBODY (HOPEFULLY) GOES TO PROM AND GETS TRASHED, SO WHY NOT HEAR THAT STORY FROM SOMEONE WHO JUST WENT TO THEIR PROM AND HAS SOME SIMILAR STORIES. THE HOOK WAS ALSO INSPIRED BY BELLY’S LYRICS ON “MIGHT NOT”, “SHE GOT WORK IN THE MORNING / I’M GETTING GIRLS FIRED.”

VISUALS

DESIGNED BY red red wine