| Q-Tip:
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| The night is my mind
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| The sun’ll still shine
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| But the night is on my mind
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| So parlay while I drop this rhyme
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| See, Jake be gettin illy when the sun get dark
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| They be comin out the heads, but shit don’t let me start
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| Their activities are plenty in nighttime (nighttime)
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| For the ghetto child, it seems to be the right time
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| See, kids be gettin stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks
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| Shorty see the action and then start to mimic
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| Runnin to the corner, the dice game is blazin
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| Lookin at the loot, it seems so amazin
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| Puts it short down, to be exact would bound
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| He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it down (uh!)
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| Scam money don’t make none
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| He threw a trip on the ace, now he’s out son
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| Hits the local bodega to woof down a hero
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| Son is on a 'Midnight Run’like De Niro
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| Spots the shorty rock standin on his block
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| The thieves be handlin in the pumps, so he asked it it’s not
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| Conversation that he kicked to the shorty was a sly one
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| Increased intensity, his dance sure was a fly one
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| Took her to the crib there she ran her gibs
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| About mind upliftment and bein positive
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| He yawned and he sighed til 1:05
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| Then he finally realized that hunny wasn’t live
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| At least he didn’t plan on buildin for the evenin'
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| Threw the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leavin'
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| Came out on the scene as he told her to beep him
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| Saw his man Sam with the blunt in his hand
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| (Aww Shhh!!!)You know the transaction
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| Brothas gettin lost in the weed satisfaction
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| Comin down the block man loud as (fuck)
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| You would swear Redman was inside the trunk
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| As the night seemed darker, cops is on a hunt
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| They interrupt ya cipher, and crush ya blunt
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| See you left your work at home, so they pat you down for nuthin
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| Why in the hell does 10−4 keep frontin?
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| You push to the park, even though it’s still dark
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| The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll spot ya troop'
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| The night is on my mind
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| The sun’ll still shine
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| But now the night is on my mind, the night is on the mind
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| The night is on your mind
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| A yo, the sun’ll still shine
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| But now the night is on the mind
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| As for me…
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| I’m a nocturnal animal, God concentrates
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| On a young black man, who makes the niggaz speak a shake
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| The nighttime is busy, it’s word to Aunt Kizzy
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| It’s the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound
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| The flavas on the top with the rugged beat to back it The night makes the aura and the J can’t hack it The way the moon dangles in the midnight sky
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| And the stars dance around, a yo, I think it’s fly
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| Intensity, most rappers don’t see it Spirit wise, musically, you gotta be it Serenity and sirens of the sounds and emotions
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| In the concrete jungle and the sun don’t bungle
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| I think it’s hard to find the words on how I feel
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| I paid about a deuce twenty for the Ampex steel
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| But let me slow down, I think I ran my gibs enough
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| Peace out to the Nation, stay rugged and rough
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| The night is on my mind, the sun’ll still shine
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| The night is on my mind, the night is on my mind
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| The night is on my mind, yeah, the sun’ll still shine
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| But now, uh huh, the night is on my mind
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| The night is on your mind, you know the sun’ll still shine
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| But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on my mind
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| The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun’ll still shine
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| But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on the mind
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| The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun’ll still shine |