The night is on my The sun'll still But the night is on my
So parlay while I this rhyme
See, be gettin illy when the sun get dark He be coming out for heads but shit don't let me There's activities a-plenty in the For the ghetto child it seem to be the time See, kids be getting stuck with jewels and fly Shorty see the and then start to mimic Running to the corner, the dice is blazing Looking at the loot, it so amazing Puts the short down, to be exact one He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it money don't make none He a trick on the ace now he's out son the local bodega to wolf down a gyro Son is on a midnight run De Niro Spots a shorty standing on his block The fiends be hounding him to pump so he asked it not Conversation he kicked to the shorty was a sly one Increased intensity, damn she was a fly one Took her to the crib there she ran her About upliftment and being positive He yawned and he til 1:05 Then he finally realized that honey wasn't At least he didn't plan on building for the Threw the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we Came out on the scene as he her to beep him Saw his man Stan the blunt in his hand (Ah sh...) You know the Brothers gettin in the weed satisfaction Coming down the block man as (fuck) You would Redman was inside the truck As the night seemed darker, cops is on a interrupt your cipher, and crush your blunt See you left work at home so they pat you down for nothing Why in the hell does 10-4 fronting You push to the park though it's still dark The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll you troop'
The is on my mind The sun'll shine But now the night is on my
The night is on your Ayo the sun'll shine But now the night is on my
As for me I'm a animal, God concentrates On a young black man who the niggas speakers shake The nighttime is busy, it's word to Kizzy It's the time we get down, yo son, you know the The flavas on the top the rugged beat to back it The night makes the and the Jake can't hack it The way the dangles in the midnight sky And the stars dance around, a-yo I think fly Intensity, most rappers see it Spirit wise, musically, you be it Serenity and silence of the and emotions In the concrete jungle and the sun don't I think it's hard to find the on how I feel I paid a deuce twenty for the Ampex steel But let me slow down, I think I ran my jibs out to the Nation, stay rugged and rough
The is on my mind The sun'll still The is on my mind
The night is on my The sun'll shine But now the night is on my