Lyrics:
his bitch-ass right
Lando got like thirty on his neck
On some light shit
He asked where the plug was, I told him
"By the light switch"
Bitch, I got
With the sunroof open on my
Way to check money sunny day, fly nights
Every day shining bright
White bitch, half black, right wrist, NASDAQ
Sick Wid It,
the night shift
Baby choppa in my arm like
I'm clutchin' the nightstick
Come to my city, gotta tap in
Catch a pussy at his show
Where that back end?
He caught
(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
I-75 the only time I work a night shift
Pack of jammers on the freeway, I'm finna swipe shit
to a turning
The darker the light the brighter she is to me language shifts to movement of hands that be
As messengers of love
We surrender as one
Trampled by ignorance
A product of violence
Created to corrupt
The next generation
We die in silence
Nothing needs to be said
We've molded the future
Just
As I lay on top the bed and watch the patterns shift across the ceiling
I take a breath in and smell the air is unappealing
The vent's are filled
and I'm gone
Tectonic shift
You bite your lip
Lustfulness
Is a faith I abuse
The price you seek
Grows by the week
Reality
Is a faith I abuse
People are
as a bell
The field of the heart is the strongest force we’ve ever come across
Discovered by night
As she danced away
into the moonlight
the sunlight
began
fight.
The shining specter.
Night shift has ended.
Walking in the dark.
As the road bended.
I see a light in the park.
A shining specter.
A white shining
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
Untroubled by the chaos of our lives
Another day another night
Has taken you again my dear
And you know that I'm gonna be the one
Who'll be there
When you
the backroad ends
Some nights I drive around the city all alone
And I stop by your house, see if you're momma's home
She asks me to stay for dinner, we sit down
the ground shift, walk on by
Slowly, slowly
If no one answers you calls it's allright,
They're just busy, busy
You're uptight, you're alright
It's
raise my kids with a rod and a tight lip
A few hustles and the studio at night shift
Puttin' work in with the team and they like it
It's Jamla
Still
talking that shat
'cause nuff cats pack then they die by gats
Is that self defense, or Common Sense
Kids with the dreams of a life sentence
No food or rent,
got things to do
When that sun starts rising
My night shifts are through
I work at the big star on old 405
Dorothy was a waitress on the promenade
She worked the night shift
Dishwater blonde, tall and fine
She got a lot of tips
Well, earlier I'd been
in your car.
Making another box of mars bars
In slough, slough.
Well the shift-works a dog
And your life is a slog
In slough
Night and day you
in a make shift rain suit.
I was soaking wet and dragged myself up from the bottom,
I was shocked by cupid's rocket chased him down until i caught him,
hits, vat die geld, vat als
Gee my 66 night shift waar ons net kan gesels
Jy's meer as my boetie, brother jy is dan deel van my vel jammer
Ek’s diep in
barely touch the surface while I'm
Slidin' in the deep end
I'm on the night shift and if it ain't Old
Street then it's Knightsbridge
I'm the type to want
Moonbeams through headlights pour over backroads
Trumpet low on the stereo
The nights are cold now
And those pistons moan now
And the late ride
Moonbeams through headlights pour over backroads
Trumpet low on the stereo
The nights are cold now
And those pistons moan now
And the late ride
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