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