, be'cause we crushin' 2night it's such a sight, touch the way u like it, hush and feel a tight grip i'm the type that rather dance then every work the night shift
five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs, hangin' up on the block Duckin' and dodgin' the cops clocked on the night shift
to-five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block Ah nigga dodgin the cops clocked on the night-shift
where the fiends get they white from hustle till the night come crouch down low, with a pocket full of money shooting dice in my white 1's roll another seven of the night
He's so good from behind, he's beautifully defined I miss him most of all when it got late Attempt to hear him breathing or feel his shifting weight
havin' a White Trash Party Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a head Lookin' like a zombie from 'Night
every single day from working double shifts And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss
change {Verse two} [Stalley] Starin out the villa at the ocean miles long Tryin' to figure out raps to put up in a song Nights long but the day short Night
in a life wanting for nothing So I got into this drug thing not doing, but dealing, sealing fates And healing struggle gaped wounds of the doomed became my mission
So there i was watching Sanford & Son workin the graveyard shift at a party before rollin a splif in behind the glass i see crackheads all night but tonight
Always Missing ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!! Every City, Every Town They Always On The Hunt For Something They Always Missing ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!! They On A Mission
roll [2nd verse] Everybody witness My soul sickness If you dig tech When he's twisted Then go get this Bringing the house down When I rip shit Like the plates shifted
to explain man But my game plan is ta, is ta take 'em to that same land Where 357 slugs on shift and wit' 357 slugs on shift So I'mma show where these
back making money cause the crack fiend Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared Mama at the post office working that late night shift
m sure The wave that you just missed Could've been the big one The one that took you there The sunshine fills the air It's been a night shift of a life
He raped me in the chalet lines The girl I shared with was away for the night I couldn't get up for my shift today I'll have to leave the camp now anyway
more i know i wish i did'nt miss that peno she says that she can stay with friends saint patrick's weekend break so i brush me teeth now every night
