The Night Scene Lyrics - Chubb Rock

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 [Incomprehensible] 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 

On 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 

Peripheral 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?