Evening News
And now, the night time
Late in the evening
There is the thieving and the trickin' and the trappin'
And they ain't actin'
We make it happen
We'll get the guns on anyones and get to clappin'
Even for rappin'
Does it surprise ya?
We'll readjust and reconcile and recognize up
That I'm a writer
Oh yes I write up
Now open wide and let me put the night inside ya
This is music usually confused with major motion picture
No one is stricter about it being status for scripture
No put on your gut is goin', you're wearin' what don't fit ya
You better run little one, 'cause the rhythm's gonna getcha
And when it hits ya, it usually hits somebody with ya
Make 'em risk a total eclipse of sun to get richer
Baby, a little time and something fine that'll fix ya
With shield love you forgot to remember to miss ya
The nightlife, the dark side of the city
Gon' be on 24 inches, and be defenseless
The nightlife, the dark side of my heart
Where no one really knows you, and no one supposed you
The nightlife, the dark side of my soul
Where if somebody crossed you, kill 'em up off you
The nightlife, the dark side of the moon
Where the sun is scared to come
(Give me some) ha
Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Oh, wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
I'll be your lady
Fairweather friend
I'll be honest
And I'll pretend
I'll act like I love ya, oh
I'll act like I love ya, oh
You gotta listen to me now (give me some now)
Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
I've been runnin' since rock box
I've cocked Glocks and locked blocks and rocked rocks
And dropped tops
The obviously odd, five foot six inch God
In the flesh
I've been the best
I'll get in your chest and in the mess
In your vest and out your back without even getting out the 'llac
I lied about how I really handled that situation about the Ac'
I'll hit back
If your lead was the only collateral you got I'll get back
Now get flat
Say a prayer cause shorty want this shit back
Sit back, this chit-chat is pitch black
But you can still see what I'm sayin'
And heavy is how I weigh in
Niggas love singin' sad songs about how bad they want to stay in
Either hold out on basketball playin or make use of some yay' then
Whoo whoo
Lord sho feel good to me
I promise, I promise
Not to ever, ever leave this night life alone
This me
Me too (yup)
This me
And me three (have mercy)
Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Oh, wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go, wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha
Hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha
Ah it's gonna getcha
It's gonna getcha