(feat. Isaac Hayes)



[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