Night Vision Lyrics
[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
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