Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight

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 heads but shit don't let me
activities a-plenty in the nighttime
For the ghetto child it to be the right time
See, kids be getting with jewels and fly gimmicks
Shorty see the and then start to mimic
Running to the corner, the game is blazing
at the loot, it seems so amazing
Puts the down, to be exact one pound
He shakes the in his hand, then he lets it down
money don't make none
He a trick on the ace now he's out son
Hits the bodega to wolf down a gyro
Son is on a midnight run like De
a shorty rock standing on his block
The be hounding him to pump so he asked it it's not
Conversation that he kicked to the was a sly one
Increased intensity, cause she was a fly one
Took her to the crib she ran her jibs
About mind upliftment and positive
He and he sighed til 1:05
Then he finally realized honey wasn't live
At least he didn't on building for the evening
Threw the Fila on the and said 'Come on yo, we leaving'
out on the scene as he told her to beep him
Saw his man Stan with the in his hand
(Ah sh...) You the transaction
gettin lost in the weed satisfaction
Coming down the man loud as (fuck)
You swear Redman was inside the truck
As the seemed darker, cops is on a hunt
They interrupt your cipher, and crush your
See you left work at home so they pat you down for nothing
Why in the hell 10-4 keep fronting
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 shine
But now the is on my mind

The is on your mind
Ayo the sun'll still
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 is busy, it's word to Aunt Kizzy
It's the time we get down, yo son, you the sound
The flavas on the top the rugged beat to back it
The night makes the aura and the Jake hack it
The way the moon in the midnight sky
And the stars dance around, 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 and the sun don't bungle
I think hard to find the words on how I feel
I paid a deuce twenty for the Ampex steel
But let me down, I think I ran my jibs enough
Peace out to the Nation, rugged and rough

The is on my mind
The still shine
The night is on my

The night is on my
The still shine
But now the is on my mind