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"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 the - (??) 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! OOOoohhh... 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 Ahhh its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha Ahh it's gonna getcha The night is gonna getcha Ahhh its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha Ahhh it's gonna getcha The night is gonna getcha Hey its gonna getcha Give me the night! The night is gonna getcha Ahhh it's gonna getcha I'll be your lady Farewell the friend I'll be honest And I'll pretend I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohoh I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohohhhhh! (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 AK 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 Whooooowhooo Lord shooo 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 "