The is on my mind The still shine But the is on my mind
So parlay while I drop this
See, Jake be gettin illy when the sun get He be out for heads but shit don't let me start There's a-plenty in the nighttime For the ghetto child it seem to be the right See, kids be stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks Shorty see the action and then to mimic Running to the corner, the dice game is Looking at the loot, it seems so Puts the down, to be exact one pound He the stones in his hand, then he lets it down Scared money make none He threw a trick on the ace now out son Hits the local bodega to down a gyro Son is on a midnight run like De Spots a rock standing on his block The fiends be hounding him to pump so he it it's not Conversation he kicked to the shorty was a sly one Increased intensity, cause she was a fly one Took her to the there she ran her jibs About mind upliftment and being He and he sighed til 1:05 Then he finally realized that honey live At least he didn't plan on for the evening Threw the on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leaving' out on the scene as he told her to beep him Saw his man Stan the blunt in his hand (Ah sh...) You know the Brothers gettin lost in the weed Coming the block man loud as (fuck) You swear Redman was inside the truck As the night darker, cops is on a hunt They your cipher, and crush your blunt See you left your at home so they pat you down for nothing Why in the hell does 10-4 fronting You to the park even though it's still dark The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll spot you
The is on my mind The still shine But now the night is on my
The night is on mind 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 to Aunt Kizzy It's the 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 moon in the midnight sky And the stars around, a-yo I think it's fly Intensity, most don't see it Spirit wise, musically, you be it Serenity and silence of the sounds and In the concrete jungle and the sun don't I think it's hard to the words on how I feel I paid about a deuce twenty for the Ampex But let me down, I think I ran my jibs enough Peace out to the Nation, stay and rough
The night is on my 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