The night is on my The sun'll still But the night is on my
So while I drop this rhyme
See, Jake be gettin when the sun get dark He be coming out for heads but don't let me start There's activities in the nighttime For the ghetto child it seem to be the time See, kids be stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks Shorty see the action and start to mimic to the corner, the dice game is blazing Looking at the loot, it so amazing the short down, to be exact one pound He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it 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 shorty rock standing on his The fiends be hounding him to so he asked it it's not Conversation he kicked to the shorty was a sly one Increased intensity, damn she was a fly one her to the crib there she ran her jibs About mind upliftment and being He yawned and he sighed til Then he finally that 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' Came out on the as he told her to beep him Saw his man Stan with the blunt in his (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 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 10-4 fronting You to the park even 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 is on your mind Ayo the still shine But now the is on my mind
As for me I'm a animal, God concentrates On a young black man who makes the niggas shake The is busy, it's word to Aunt Kizzy the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound The flavas on the top with the beat to back it The night the aura and the Jake can't hack it The way the dangles in the midnight sky And the stars around, a-yo I think it's fly Intensity, rappers don't 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 hard to find the words on how I I paid about a deuce twenty for the steel But let me down, I think I ran my jibs enough out to the Nation, stay rugged and rough
The night is on my The sun'll still The is on my mind
The is on my mind The still shine But now the night is on my