Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Night Scene , by - Chubb Rock. Song from the album The One, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.05.1991
Record label: Select
Song language: English
The Night Scene |
| 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? |