See lyrics after the jump - I wrote this song for a show I did in October opening for Lupe Fiasco. I lost my voice this week and since it wasn't quite back yet I figured this would be a good week to make the video a rap. I hope you enjoy the beat, the lyrics and the view from the roof! Be sure to subscribe my billwardmusic channel to get new videos each week! Friday Night - words and music by Bill Ward Now I grew up in a church that was multi denominational Multi-ethnic multi-racial multi-generational Tryna mix genres like I'm self-collaboratable Make me one of them modern day miracles If you're Kanye, if you're Jay-z You're a master at speaking for people when you drop a beat You're on a journey, don't stop, believe Born to Run to that place, like Bruce Springsteen Working 90 hour weeks back at Morgan Stanley I made that money so I could buy these keys No excel on this keyboard, these are ivories Music saved me, fueled my dreams Even when my mom moved out on my dad Even when I was so broke sophomore year I had to ask Even when my uncle died a year before both granddads I've had this music like a wind at my back, I say Friday night, you sit alone at home on Friday night, dreaming of where you'll go on Friday night, no one picks up their phone on Friday night, fri- friday night Watching MTV hits, every day its Parades of first person shooter writing rereleases Nothing A-list 'bout that recycled playlist It's cleaned up, circumscribed, no trace of The social consciousness ...