The is on my mind The sun'll shine But the night is on my
So parlay while I drop rhyme
See, Jake be gettin illy the sun get dark He be coming out for but shit don't let me start There's a-plenty in the nighttime For the ghetto child it to be the right time See, be getting stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks Shorty see the action and then start to to the corner, the dice game is blazing Looking at the loot, it seems so the short down, to be exact one pound He the stones in his hand, then he lets it down Scared don't make none He threw a trick on the ace now out son Hits the bodega to wolf down a gyro Son is on a run like De Niro Spots a rock standing on his block The fiends be him to pump so he asked it it's not Conversation that he kicked to the was a sly one intensity, cause damn she was a fly one Took her to the there she ran her jibs About upliftment and being positive He yawned and he sighed til he finally realized that honey wasn't live At least he didn't plan on for the evening Threw the Fila on the and said 'Come on yo, we leaving' Came out on the scene as he her to beep him Saw his man with the blunt in his hand (Ah sh...) You know the Brothers lost in the weed satisfaction Coming down the block man as (fuck) You swear Redman was inside the truck As the night darker, cops is on a hunt interrupt your cipher, and crush your blunt See you left your at home so they pat you down for nothing Why in the hell does keep fronting You push to the park even it's still dark The kid is nice on the hoop, he said spot you troop'
The night is on my The sun'll still But now the is on my mind
The night is on your Ayo the sun'll still But now the night is on my
As for me I'm a animal, God concentrates On a young black man who makes the niggas speakers The nighttime is busy, it's word to Aunt 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 moon dangles in the sky And the dance around, a-yo I think it's fly Intensity, most don't see it Spirit wise, musically, you be it and silence of the sounds and emotions In the concrete jungle and the sun bungle I think it's hard to find the on how I feel I paid about a deuce twenty for the Ampex But let me slow down, I think I ran my jibs Peace out to the Nation, stay rugged and
The is on my mind The still shine The is on my mind
The night is on my The sun'll still But now the is on my mind