The night time is an ill time cause nuff crime
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happens that never gets aired on the prime
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TV stations, public relations
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gives the okay for what gets aired in the nation
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You got the whole world lookin at "I Love Lucy"
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Talented bitches on the corner sellin pussy
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A variety'll give your friend for a 10=spot..
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.. Christians doin rimshots!
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Do more heads than barbershops will
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Open their legs to the public for a meal
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Damn it's a shame, the shit looks unreal
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College graduates sometime kneel
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Check out the crack scene over there
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Those two motherfuckers gonna make about a million this year
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Sell to their friends for a Benz
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Kill their race for a taste
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for what they call or see as being the good life
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Gold nuggets, lots of ducats
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Beeper number 1-800-Asshole
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Sellin stone so we can see your bones
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cause most crackheads don't have fat legs
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Skull all soft, it can crack like eggs
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You fiend for the flavor, steal for the hit
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Grandma's walkin home, so you bust her shit
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Send her to the hospital - for twenty bucks
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Beam for a half an hour - that's fucked
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Other (?) your high, for a few stay low
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Ten minutes later, you need some blow
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So you'll eventually croak - maybe by a stroke
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You don't want the good life - no you want coke
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Now come the robbers, they just steal
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They move like cats - some on crack
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They'll vic anything up to Jeeps
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These motherfuckers play for keeps
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They'll do anything that's on their mind
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They come nine deep, plus pack nines
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They don't care - won't shed no tears
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Don't try to appeal for pity cause it's silly
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They wear Polo coats, baseball caps
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The elderly is the main course and the snack
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These young kids that leave their cribs
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hang on the streets, then these squids
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slide up on the scene with a certain lean
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and then slide out but they're countin your green
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And now you're vexed and you want to redeem
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but it's a different world with different rules:
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The night scene
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Yo baby check this out
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Times is gettin kinda hard, youknowhatI'msayin?
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Yo bitch, you gonna have to get me some serious money
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out this motherfucker, youknowhatI'msayin?
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You better go out there and,
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find some friends for five dollars or some shit
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Cause y'know, if I don't get my money
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you know what's gonna happen right?
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Somebody gonna get hurt out this motherfucker
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You know that, you know that
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The night time is a different time to flow
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You gotta know the rules or they'll let you know
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Your heart can't take the pressure, of the scene
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Periphreal vision and decisions must be keen
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Cause this is a place that's far from clean
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Apocalypse Now - but later on you say it's a dream
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But it's not a dream, it's reality
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Stand on the corner and you're a goner
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Go home and chill under your mom's wing
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I will sing, hopefully bring
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a new alternative to make some green
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But stay home - not the night scene - come on!
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WHAT? Yo where the motherfuckin money at huh?
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Nah I don't wanna hear nuttin about no
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college and tuition shit
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I just want my motherfuckin money - NOW BITCH!
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So let's do this alright?
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You ain't holdin out tonight
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cause I'll fly that motherfuckin head
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right about now, okay?
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The Night Scene
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Chubb Rock |