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Tytuł: Night vision

  • Wykonawca: Guru
  • Wy¶wietleń: 364

  
   [Isaac Hayes]
  When the sun goes down and the moon comes up
  You can see a lot of things if you look deep enough
  It's all around
  
  [Guru]
  The city skyline, in the nighttime, be the right time, to ball out
  (Yeah) Who's the real pimp, gangster hustler, you call out
  Is it him, is it him or is it, Dukes over there?
  Real recognizes real, so yo, no one cares
  The chief executive mack, in so deep you can't imagine
  I've seen the beatdowns, the gunfights, plus the paddywagon
  See daddy with his pants saggin, pushin whips that's too fly
  Switchin up to a suit and tie, ladies say he's too cute to lie
  (Forget about it) And none of my girls, wanna, talk to you
  Plus, none of my boys, gotta, talk to you
  Cause when you see me, they'll be somewhere in the cut
  And you can't be me, so nip that weak talk in the butt
  The party's crowded, and everyone, is showin love
  Whassup, what's the deal, how's things holdin up?
  (Whassup young blood?)
  The smooth dude, that moves through, with the utmost precision
  Truly a wiseguy, seein life with my night vision
  
  [Isaac Hayes]
  See that young blood, comin down the street
  Don't be hypnotized by the stride of his feet..
  Pickpockets.. streetwalkers.. number runners.. hustlers
  [Guru]
  Lots of ladies, wanna, check me out
  And lots of haters, wanna, X me out
  I got more style than Gucci, Louis or Prada
  Drop more jewels on you, than your uncle or father
  Once this envious kid, was temptin me kid
  to stoop down to his level and cold empty his wig
  He was mad cause his girl wanted up in my world (hahahaha)
  I looked the other way, and she was still, stuck in my world
  Aiyyo; baby wants to run with me, come with me, have fun with me
  I be the man when I'm dipped, or in a t-shirt, and dungarees
  I overheard her man, that was screamin in her ear
  while I nodded to my peeps, who was schemin in the rear
  If he's gon' flip, he's gonna, find out quick
  That I stroll with a click, and we roll mad thick
  He shook my hand and laughed it off, that was his best decision
  We keep it tight aight? Hangin out, with that night vision
  
  [Isaac Hayes]
  I bust into this night club
  I can see you perpetraters
  Passin out your BID'ness cards
  Wearin your knockoff gators
  Pimps.. heartbreakers.. dumb-ass Johns..
  You got to make a decision, to go witcha instincts
  and rely on your night vision