Evening News (feat. Chazzie & Sir Cognac the Conversation)

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