Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight

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