The is on my mind The sun'll shine But the is on my mind
So parlay while I drop rhyme
See, be gettin illy when the sun get dark He be coming out for but shit don't let me start There's activities in the nighttime For the ghetto child it to be the right time See, be getting stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks see the action and then start to mimic Running to the corner, the game is blazing Looking at the loot, it seems so Puts the down, to be exact one pound He shakes the stones in his hand, then he it down money don't make none He threw a 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 rock on his block The fiends be hounding him to pump so he it it's not that he kicked to the shorty was a sly one Increased intensity, cause she was a fly one Took her to the crib there she ran her About mind and being positive He yawned and he til 1:05 Then he finally realized that honey wasn't At least he plan on building for the evening the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leaving' Came out on the scene as he told her to him Saw his man Stan the blunt in his hand (Ah sh...) You know the gettin lost in the weed satisfaction Coming down the man loud as (fuck) You would swear Redman was inside the As the night seemed darker, is on a hunt They interrupt your cipher, and crush your See you your work at home so they pat you down for nothing Why in the hell does 10-4 keep You push to the park even though it's dark The kid is nice on the hoop, he 'I'll spot you troop'
The night is on my The sun'll still But now the is on my mind
The night is on mind Ayo the sun'll shine But now the is on my mind
As for me I'm a nocturnal animal, God On a young black man who makes the niggas speakers The nighttime is busy, it's word to Kizzy the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound The flavas on the top with the rugged to back it The makes the aura 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 wise, musically, you gotta be it Serenity and silence of the and emotions In the jungle and the sun don't bungle I think it's to find the words on how I feel I paid about a deuce twenty for the steel But let me slow down, I I ran my jibs enough Peace out to the Nation, stay rugged and
The is on my mind The sun'll still The is on my mind
The is on my mind The sun'll still But now the is on my mind