Chubb Rock - The Night Scene Lyrics
The night time is an ill time cause nuff crimeHappens that never gets aired on the primeTv stations, public relationsGives the okay for what gets aired in the nationYou got the whole world lookin at I love lucyTalented *****es on the corner sellin *****A varietyll give your friend for a 10=spot.... christians doin rimshots!Do more heads than barbershops willOpen their legs to the public for a mealDamn its a shame, the shit looks unrealCollege graduates sometime kneelCheck out the crack scene over thereThose two mother*****ers gonna make about a million this yearSell to their friends for a benzKill their race for a tasteFor what they call or see as being the good lifeGold nuggets, lots of ducatsBeeper number 1-800-*****Sellin stone so we can see your bonesCause most crackheads dont have fat legsSkull all soft, it can crack like eggsYou fiend for the flavor, steal for the hitGrandmas walkin home, so you bust her shitSend her to the hospital - for twenty bucksBeam for a half an hour - thats *****edOther (? ) your high, for a few stay lowTen minutes later, you need some blowSo youll eventually croak - maybe by a strokeYou dont want the good life - no you want cokeNow come the robbers, they just stealThey move like cats - some on crackTheyll vic anything up to jeepsThese mother*****ers play for keepsTheyll do anything thats on their mindThey come nine deep, plus pack ninesThey dont care - wont shed no tearsDont try to appeal for pity cause its sillyThey wear polo coats, baseball capsThe elderly is the main course and the snackThese young kids that leave their cribsHang on the streets, then these squidsSlide up on the scene with a certain leanAnd then slide out but theyre countin your greenAnd now youre vexed and you want to redeemBut its a different world with different rules:The night sceneYo baby check this outTimes is gettin kinda hard, youknowhatimsayin?Yo *****, you gonna have to get me some serious moneyOut this mother*****er, youknowhatimsayin?You better go out there and,Find some friends for five dollars or some shitCause yknow, if I dont get my moneyYou know whats gonna happen right?Somebody gonna get hurt out this mother*****erYou know that, you know thatThe night time is a different time to flowYou gotta know the rules or theyll let you knowYour heart cant take the pressure, of the scenePeriphreal vision and decisions must be keenCause this is a place thats far from cleanApocalypse now - but later on you say its a dreamBut its not a dream, its realityStand on the corner and youre a gonerGo home and chill under your moms wingI will sing, hopefully bringA new alternative to make some greenBut stay home - not the night scene - come on!What? yo where the mother*****in money at huh?Nah I dont wanna hear nuttin about noCollege and tuition shitI just want my mother*****in money - now *****!So lets do this alright?You aint holdin out tonightCause Ill fly that mother*****in headRight about now, okay?
